Luyện nghe bài hát Pancho & Lefty

Livin' on the my friend
Was gonna keep you and clean
Now you wear like iron
And your breath's as hard as
You your mama's only boy
But her favorite one it
She began to cry when you goodbye
And sank your dreams

was a bandit, boys
His horse was fast as polished
Wore his gun his pants
For all the world to feel
Well, met his match you know
On the deserts down in
And nobody his dyin' words
Ah but that's the way it

All the say
of had him any day
let him any day
Hang
Out of 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 laid poor low
Lefty split for
he got the bread to gop
There nobody knows

Well, the poets how Pancho fell
And livin' in a cheap hotel
The quiet and Cleveland's cold
So the story end's, told
needs your prayer's it's true
But a few for Lefty too
He did what he had to do
And now growin' old
A few Federals say
have had him any day
Only let him go so
Out of I suppose