Luyện nghe bài hát Sonora's Death Row

Me and the we cinched up our saddles
And to Sonora last night
Gun's hanging proud, out loud
For anyone to fight

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

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

They've got guitars and trumpets and senoritas
Who want to let you go
You'd believe such a gay happy time
On the street Sonora's death row

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

But the whiskey and mescal, peso
Drove me for some air
Somebody whispered, "Your life or 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 partners twirling my
And my money around
Blinded by anger, I the lever
And one of them to the ground

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

And as I bowed my head a trembled through me
My was still at my side
I my pockets, there 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 wish I was dreaming the sound of the
They're testing just outside the

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