Luyện nghe bài hát Sonora's Death Row

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

Card cheats and rustlers run for their holes
When the from the old broken O
Rode up and reined on the street that named
death row

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And as I bowed my head a shot through me
My was still at my side
I felt my pockets, there was my
I fell to my knees and I

A of mescal 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 the wall

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