Luyện nghe bài hát Sonora's Death Row

Me and the boy's we cinched up our
And rode to last night
Gun's 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 reined on the street that they
death row

Mescal is free at saloon
For the from the old broken O
Saturday nights in the of Sonora
Are the best in all

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

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

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

I woke up face in Amanda's back alley
Aware of the fool I had
to my pony, grabbed my Winchester
And entered Amanda's

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

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

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

A nightmare of is all that it was
For no one had me at all
I wish I was dreaming the of the gallows
They're just outside the wall

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