Luyện nghe bài hát Sonora's Death Row

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

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

Mescal is free at Amanda's
For the from the old broken O
Saturday nights in the town of
Are the in all Mexico

They've got and trumpets and sweet senoritas
Who want 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 at seven card stud
So I was out my pals

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 back
Aware of the I had been
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 the lever
And one of them to the ground

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

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

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 just outside the wall

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