Luyện nghe bài hát Pancho and Lefty f/ Freddy Fender

Living on the my friend,
Is keep you free and clean
Now you wear skin like iron,
Your as hard as kerosene.
You weren't your mama's boy,
But her favorite one it
She began to cry when you goodbye,
And into your dreams.

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

All the say

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

Lefty, he can't sing the
All night long he used to.
The dust pancho bit down south
Ended up in lefty's
The day they poor pancho low,
split for ohio
Where he got the to go,
There ain't nobody

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