Luyện nghe bài hát Sonora's Death Row

Me and the boy's we up our saddles
And rode to Sonora night
Gun's proud, daring out loud
For looking to fight

Card cheats and rustlers would run for their
the boys from the old broken O
Rode up and reined on the street that named
Sonora's row

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

They've got guitars and and sweet senoritas
Who want to let you go
never believe such a gay happy time
On the street called death row

Inside Amanda's we was a
all of Amanda's gals
I won some at seven card stud
So I was out my pals

But the and mescal, peso cigars
Drove me outside for air
Somebody whispered, "Your life or your
I reached, but my gun there"

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

Where I saw my partners my pistols
And throwing my money
Blinded by anger, I jacked the
And one of them fell to the

got silent like night in the desert
My friends stared in disbelief
Amanda was kneeling beside the cowboy
Plainly her grief

And as I bowed my head a trembled shot me
My was still at my side
I felt my pockets, there was my
I fell to my and I cried

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

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