Luyện nghe bài hát Sonora's Death Row

Me and the we cinched up our saddles
And rode to last night
hanging proud, daring out loud
For anyone looking to

Card cheats and rustlers run for their holes
the boys from the old broken O
Rode up and reined on the street that named
death row

Mescal is free at saloon
For the boy's the old broken O
nights in the town of Sonora
Are the best in all

They've got guitars and trumpets and senoritas
Who won't to let you go
never believe such a gay happy time
On the called Sonora's death row

Inside we was a dancin'
With all of gals
I won silver at seven card stud
So I was out doin' my

But the whiskey and mescal, peso
Drove me for some air
Somebody whispered, "Your or your money
I reached, but my gun there"

I woke up face down in back alley
Aware of the fool I had
Rushed to my pony, my Winchester
And entered Amanda's

Where I saw my twirling my pistols
And throwing my money
by anger, I jacked the lever
And one of fell to the ground

Amanda's got silent night in the desert
My friends in pure disbelief
Amanda was beside the dead cowboy
expressing her grief

And as I bowed my a trembled shot through me
My was still at my side
I felt my pockets, was my money
I fell to my knees and I

A of mescal is all that it was
For no one had me at all
I wish I was dreaming the sound of the
testing just outside the wall

And the still free at Amanda's saloon
For the from the old broken O
I'd give a to drink there today
Be of Sonora's death row
Yes I'd a ransom to drink there today
Be free of death row