Luyện nghe bài hát Sonora's Death Row

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Me and the boy's we up our saddles 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 that they Sonora's death row

Mescal is free at Amanda's saloon for the boy's the old broken O
nights in the town of Sonora are the best in all Mexico
They've got guitars and trumpets and senoritas who won't want 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 seven card stud so I was out my pals
But the whiskey and mescal, cigars drove me outside for some air
Somebody "Your life or your money", I reached but my gun wasn't there

I woke up face down in Amanda's back alley of the fool I had been
Rushed to my pony, grabbed my and entered 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 stared in pure disbelief

Amanda was kneeling the dead cowboy 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 to my knees and I cried
A nightmare of is all that it was for no one had robbed me at all
I wish I was dreaming the sound of the gallows they're testing outside
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The mescal's still free at saloon for the boy's from the old Broken O
I'd give a to drink there today and be free of Sonora's death row
I'd give a ransom to drink there today and be free of death row