Luyện nghe bài hát Sonora's Death Row

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

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

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

They've got and trumpets and sweet senoritas
Who won't to let you go
You'd never such a gay happy time
On the street called death row

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

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

I woke up face down in Amanda's alley
Aware of the I had been
to my pony, grabbed my Winchester
And Amanda's again

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

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 trembled through me
My was still at my side
I felt my pockets, was my money
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 the sound of the gallows
They're testing just outside the

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