Luyện nghe bài hát Sonora's Death Row

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

Card cheats and rustlers would run for holes
When the from the old broken O
Rode up and reined on the street that 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

They've got guitars and trumpets and sweet
Who won't to let you go
You'd never believe such a gay time
On the street Sonora's death row

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

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

I up face down in Amanda's back alley
of the fool I had been
Rushed to my pony, my Winchester
And Amanda's again

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

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

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

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

And the still free at Amanda's saloon
For the boy's 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 there
Be of Sonora's death row