Luyện nghe bài hát Pancho & Lefty

Living on the my friend,
Is gonna keep you free and
Now you wear your skin iron,
And your breath as as kerosene.
You weren't your mama's boy,
But her one it seems
She to cry when you said goodbye,
Sank into dreams.

Pancho was a boy,
His horse was fast as polished
Wore his gun his pants
For all the honest to feel.
Pancho met his you know
On the deserts down in
Nobody heard his words,
Ah but the way it goes.

All the say
They could had him any day
They only let him around
Out of kindness, I suppose.

Lefty, he can't sing the
All night long he used to.
The that Pancho bit down south
up in Lefty's mouth
The day they poor Pancho low,
Lefty for Ohio
Where he got the to go,
ain't nobody knows

All the say
They have had him any day
They only let him slip

Now the poets how Pancho fell,
And Lefty's living in cheap
The desert's quiet, cold,
And so the story ends we're
Pancho needs your it's true,
But save a few for too
He did what he had to do,
And now growing old

And a few great say
could have had him any day
They only let him go so
Out of kindness, I suppose.

A few great say
They could had him any day
only let him go so wrong
Out of kindness, I suppose.