Luyện nghe bài hát Sonora's Death Row

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Me and the boy's we cinched up our and rode to sonora last night
hanging proud, daring out loud for any one looking to fight
Card cheats and rustlers would run for their holes when the from the old broken O
Rode up and reined on the street they named Sonora's death row

Mescal is free at Amanda's saloon for the from the old broken O
Saturday in the town of Sonora are the best in all Mexico
They've got guitars and trumpets and sweet senoritas who won't to let you go
You'd never believe such a gay happy time on the street called Sonora's row

Amanda's we was a dancin' with all of Amanda's gals
I won some silver at card stud so I was out doin' my pals
But the and mescal, peso cigars drove me outside for some air
Somebody whispered "Your or your money", I reached but my gun wasn't there

I up face down in Amanda's back alley aware of the fool I had been
Rushed to my pony, grabbed my Winchester and Amanda's again
Where I saw my partners my pistols and throwing my money around
Blinded by anger, I the lever and one of them fell to the ground
Amanda's got silent like night in the desert, my friends stared in pure

Amanda was kneeling beside the cowboy plainly expressing her grief
And as I bowed my head a trembled shot through me my six-gun was at my side
I felt my pockets, there was my money, I fell to my knees and I
A nightmare of mescal is all it was for no one had robbed me at all
I wish I was the sound of the gallows they're testing just outside
The

The still free at Amanda's saloon for the boy's from the old Broken O
I'd give a ransom to drink there today and be free of Sonora's row
I'd a ransom to drink there today and be free of Sonora's death row