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 skin iron,
Your breath as as kerosene.
You weren't your mama's boy,
But her favorite one it
She to cry when you said goodbye,
And sank your dreams.

was a bandit boy,
His horse was as polished steel
He his gun outside his pants
For all the world to feel.
Pancho met his you know
On the down in mexico
Nobody his dying words,
Ah but the way it goes.

All the say

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

Lefty, he can't the blues
All long like he used to.
The dust pancho bit down south
Ended up in mouth
The day laid poor pancho low,
Lefty split for
he got the bread to go,
There ain't nobody

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