Luyện nghe bài hát Sonora's Death Row

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

Card cheats and would run for their holes
When the boys from the old O
Rode up and reined on the street 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 senoritas
Who won't to let you go
You'd never such a gay happy time
On the called Sonora's death row

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

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

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

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

Amanda's got silent night in the desert
My friends in pure disbelief
Amanda was kneeling the dead cowboy
Plainly her grief

And as I bowed my head a trembled shot me
My six-gun was at my side
I felt my pockets, there was my
I fell to my knees and I

A nightmare of mescal is all it was
For no one had me at all
I I was dreaming the sound of the gallows
They're testing just the wall

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