Luyện nghe bài hát Pony Express

He came in and down at the end of the bar
His old rawhide shirt full of
He asked for a glass and he rye whiskey
He talked to himself and he

He left Sacramento early mornin'
a sackful of mail for St. Joe
Had to outrun some outlaws outside Carson
By ridin' where they go

He said to me,"Mister, this ridin's hell
But I it's got to be done
Otherwise how you get all your mail
If the pony express run?"

I said, ''I hear you, and you do your job well
But I hear it won't be for
They'll be sendin' the mail by the wire and the
And pony and you will be gone''

He came in and down at the end of the bar
His covered with dust
He said, ''Jesse had just held up his train''
He talked to and he cussed

He pulled out of St. Joe that morning
the mail and the union payroll
Had to for a rock slide outside Jackson City
And made off with the gold

He to me, ''Mister, this railroading's hell
But I it's got to be done
Otherwise how would you get all you
If that old iron couldn't run?''

I said, ''I hear you mister and you do your job
But I hear it won't be for
They'll be sending the without you or the rail
'Cause they say man will fly long''

He came in and down at the end of the bar
His face looked all and gray
He ordered a drink and said, ''Make it a
it's sure been a long day''

He pulled out of Denver that mornin'
He said, never guess where I've been
A hijacker a lift down to Cuba
So your mail will be late in''

I said, ''I you mister and you do your job well
But you it ain't been that long
They were doing it best with the express
Before you and friends came along''