Luyện nghe bài hát Sonoraeath Row

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

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

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

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

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

But the whiskey and mescal, cigars
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 alley
Aware of the fool I had
to my pony, grabbed my Winchester
And entered 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 night in the desert
My stared in pure disbelief
Amanda was kneeling beside the cowboy
Plainly her grief

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

A nightmare of mescal is all it was
For no one had me at all
I wish I was dreaming the of the gallows
They're just outside the wall

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