Luyện nghe bài hát Santa Rosa

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

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

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

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