Luyện nghe bài hát Sonoraeath Row

Me and the boy's we up our saddles
And rode to Sonora night
Gun's hanging proud, daring out
For anyone to fight

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

Mescal is at Amanda's saloon
For the boy's from the old O
Saturday 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 called Sonora's death row

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

But the whiskey and mescal, cigars
Drove me 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 Amanda's again

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

got silent like night in the desert
My friends stared in disbelief
Amanda was kneeling beside the cowboy
Plainly her grief

And as I bowed my head a trembled shot me
My six-gun was 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 outside the wall

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