Luyện nghe bài hát Sonora's Death Row

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

Card cheats and rustlers would run for holes
When the boys from the old O
Rode up and on the street that they named
death 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

got guitars and trumpets and sweet senoritas
Who won't to let you go
You'd never believe a gay happy time
On the street called death row

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

But the whiskey and mescal, 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 Amanda's

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

got silent like night in the desert
My friends stared in disbelief
Amanda was kneeling beside the dead
expressing 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 fell to my 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
They're testing outside the wall

And the mescal's still free at saloon
For the from 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 of Sonora's death row