Luyện nghe bài hát Sonoraeath Row

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

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

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

They've got guitars and trumpets and senoritas
Who want to let you go
You'd never believe a gay happy time
On the street called death row

Inside we was a dancin'
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 back
of the fool I had been
Rushed to my pony, grabbed my
And entered again

I saw my partners twirling my pistols
And throwing my money
Blinded by anger, I the lever
And one of them to the ground

Amanda's got silent like night in the
My friends stared in disbelief
Amanda was beside the dead 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 and I cried

A nightmare of mescal is all 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 drink today
Be free of death row
Yes I'd give a ransom to there today
Be of Sonora's death row