Luyện nghe bài hát Santa Rosa

Seems like ten years ago, though today my is slow
Me and Craig were running west from Idaho
Robbed a to get some bread, seems like fifteen men lay dead
In a path that led us straight to Santa

Now and then ol' Mickey'd say, "Boy, at you should've stayed
Than to me and learn the life of looking back"
But he'd spit and slap his just to see if he's alive
Then he'd his banjo song of Santa Rosa

He said, whoa-oh, singin', "Oh, Santa Rosa", whoa-oh, and low, ooh
one day, sang ol' Craig, "I'll be free to go my way
And be standin' by the bay at Santa Rosa",

Now one time, late at night, lit no fire light
'Cause he feared the posse behind might flush us out
But he picked a bit 'fore sleep to the of Cripple Creek
He was murdered by a man from Santa