Luyện nghe bài hát Sonora's Death Row

Me and the boy's we cinched up our
And to Sonora last night
hanging proud, daring out loud
For anyone looking to

Card cheats and rustlers would run for holes
When the from the old broken O
up and reined on the street that they named
Sonora's row

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

They've got guitars and trumpets and senoritas
Who won't to let you go
You'd believe such a gay happy time
On the called Sonora's death row

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

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

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

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

got silent like night in the desert
My stared in pure disbelief
Amanda was beside the dead cowboy
expressing her grief

And as I bowed my head a trembled shot me
My six-gun was still at my
I felt my pockets, there was my
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 of the gallows
They're testing just the wall

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