Luyện nghe bài hát Sonora's Death Row

Me and the we cinched up our saddles
And rode to last night
Gun's hanging proud, daring out
For looking to fight

cheats and rustlers would run for their holes
When the boys the old broken O
Rode up and reined on the street that they
Sonora's row

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

They've got and trumpets and sweet senoritas
Who won't to let you go
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
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 in Amanda's back alley
of the fool I had been
Rushed to my pony, my Winchester
And entered Amanda's

I saw my partners twirling my pistols
And my money around
by anger, I jacked the lever
And one of them fell to the

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

And as I my head a trembled shot through me
My was still at my side
I felt my pockets, there was my
I to my knees 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
They're testing just 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 free of Sonora's row
Yes I'd give a ransom to drink today
Be free of Sonora's row