Luyện nghe bài hát Pancho and Lefty f/ Freddy Fender

Living on the my friend,
Is gonna keep you free and
Now you wear your like iron,
Your as hard as kerosene.
You your mama's only boy,
But her favorite one it
She began to cry when you goodbye,
And sank into dreams.

Pancho was a boy,
His horse was as polished steel
He wore his gun his pants
For all the world to feel.
Pancho met his match you
On the deserts in mexico
heard his dying words,
Ah but the way it goes.

All the say

could have had him any day
They only let him slip
Out of kindness, I suppose.

Lefty, he can't sing the
All night like he used to.
The dust that pancho bit south
up in lefty's mouth
The day they poor pancho low,
Lefty split for
Where he got the to go,
ain't nobody knows

The tell how pancho fell,
And lefty's living in hotels
The quiet, cleveland's cold,
And so the ends we're told
needs your prayers it's true,
But save a few for too
He only did he had to do,
And now he's old