Luyện nghe bài hát Spanish Johnny

Those other years, dusty years
we drove the big hearse through
I to forget the miles we rode
and Johnny, you!
Hed sit a water ditch
When all his was in
Hed never a child
But sing to his
He sang the old songs, the old
And the dealin of our
Spanish Johnny spoke
But songs of Spain
And his with men was vicious talk
he was drunk on gin
But those golden things he said
To his
We had to stand, we had to
We had to him then
See hands so gentle to a child
Had killed so men
He died a death long ago
the roads came in
And the night before he
He to his mandolin
We carried him out in the morning
The man who done no
him down in a cold, cold clay
Stuck in a cross of
And a letter we wrote to his
To tellem hed been
We shipped it on down to
Along the mandolin