Luyện nghe bài hát Sonora's Death Row

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

Card cheats and would run for their holes
When the boys the old broken O
Rode up and reined on the street that they
Sonora's row

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

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

Amanda's we was a dancin'
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 for some air
Somebody whispered, "Your life or your
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, my Winchester
And entered Amanda's

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

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

And as I my head a trembled shot through me
My six-gun was still at my
I my pockets, there was my money
I fell to my and I cried

A of mescal is all that 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 from the old broken O
I'd give a ransom to there today
Be of Sonora's death row
Yes I'd give a ransom to drink today
Be free of death row