Luyện nghe bài hát Sonora's Death Row

Me and the we cinched up our saddles
And rode to Sonora last
hanging proud, daring out loud
For looking to fight

Card and rustlers would run for their holes
When the boys from the old O
up and reined on the street that they named
Sonora's row

Mescal is free at saloon
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 senoritas
Who won't to let you go
You'd never believe such a gay time
On the street called Sonora's row

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

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

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

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

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

And as I bowed my head a shot through me
My was still at my side
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 I was dreaming the sound of the gallows
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 drink there
Be free of Sonora's row
Yes I'd give a to drink there today
Be free of death row