Luyện nghe bài hát Sonoraeath Row

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

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

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

They've got guitars and trumpets and sweet
Who want to let you go
You'd believe such a gay happy time
On the street Sonora's death row

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

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

I woke up face down in back alley
Aware of the I had been
Rushed to my pony, 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 to the ground

Amanda's got like night in the desert
My friends stared in disbelief
Amanda was kneeling beside the dead
Plainly her grief

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

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

And the mescal's still at Amanda's saloon
For the from 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 there
Be free of death row