Luyện nghe bài hát Sonora's Death Row

Me and the we cinched up our saddles
And rode to Sonora night
Gun's hanging proud, out loud
For anyone looking to

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

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

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

Amanda's we was a dancin'
With all of gals
I won some silver at card stud
So I was out my pals

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

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

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

Amanda's got silent like night in the
My friends stared in disbelief
Amanda was kneeling beside the dead
Plainly expressing her

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

A nightmare of mescal is all 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 to drink there today
Be free of Sonora's row