Luyện nghe bài hát Sonora's Death Row

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

Card cheats and would run for their holes
When the boys 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 in all Mexico

got guitars and trumpets and sweet senoritas
Who won't to let you go
You'd believe 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 card
So I was out doin' my

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

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

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 night in the
My stared in pure disbelief
was kneeling beside the dead cowboy
Plainly expressing her

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

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 just outside the wall

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