Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad Of Robert Moore And Betty Coltrane

There was a thick set man with eyes
Who was at the door
And a bald man with wing-nut ears
Was in the car

Well, Robert Moore the frog-eyed man
As he into the bar
And Betty she jumped under her table

"What's your pleasure?" asked the
He had a face like meat
"There's a girl called Betty
That I have to see"

"But I ain't seen that girl 'round
For than a week"
And Betty Coltrane he had hid the table

Well, then in came a sailor
tattooed on his arms
Followed by the man with the wing-nut
Who was in the car

Well, Moore sensed trouble
He'd seen it comin' from
And Coltrane she gasped beneath the table

Well, the said, "I'm looking for my wife
They call her Coltrane"
The man said, "That can't be
That's my maiden name"

And the man with the ears said
"Hey, I her back in Spain"
And Betty Coltrane crossed beneath the table

Well, Robert Moore stepped up and
"That is my wife"
And he a silver pistol
And a wicked bowie

And he the man with the wing-nut ears
between the eyes
And Betty Coltrane, she moaned under the

Well, the man jumped at Robert Moore
Who stabbed him in the
And as Frog-eyes died he said
"Betty, you're the girl that I best"

Then the pulled a razor
Robert blasted it to
"And Betty, I know under the table"

"Well, have no fear," said Moore
"I do not to hurt you"
"Never a woman did I me
Half as as you

"You're the blessed sun, the girl
And you are the moon"
And shot his legs out from under the table

Well, Robert Moore went down
a crash upon the floor
And over to his trashin'
Betty Coltrane she did

She put the gun to the of his head
And pulled the trigger more
And his brains out all over the table

Well, stood up and shook her head
And the smoke away
Said, "I'm sorry Mr.
To your place this way"

As she out their wallets she said
"I'll collect my pay"
she winked and threw a dollar on the table