Luyện nghe bài hát Sonora's Death Row

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

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

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

I woke up 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 twirling my pistols and throwing my money
Blinded by anger, I jacked the lever and one of them fell to the
Amanda's got silent night in the desert, my friends stared in pure disbelief

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

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