Luyện nghe bài hát Sonora's Death Row

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

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

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

got guitars 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

Inside Amanda's we was a
With all of gals
I won some at seven card stud
So I was out doin' my

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

I woke up face down in back alley
Aware of the fool I had
Rushed to my pony, grabbed my
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 in the desert
My friends stared in disbelief
Amanda was beside the dead cowboy
Plainly expressing her

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

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 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 to drink there today
Be of Sonora's death row