Luyện nghe bài hát Sonora's Death Row

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

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

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

They've got and trumpets and sweet senoritas
Who won't to let you go
You'd never believe such a gay happy
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 doin' my

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

I woke up face down in Amanda's alley
of the fool I had been
Rushed to my pony, my Winchester
And entered again

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

Amanda's got silent like in the desert
My stared in pure disbelief
Amanda was kneeling beside the cowboy
Plainly her grief

And as I bowed my head a trembled shot me
My was still 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 wish I was dreaming the 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 ransom to drink there
Be free of Sonora's row
Yes I'd give a ransom to drink today
Be of Sonora's death row