Luyện nghe bài hát The Line

I got my from Fort Irwin
Took a place on the San Diego line
Felt funny a civilian again
It'd been some
My had died a year ago
I was still tryin' to my way back whole
Went to for the INS on the line
With the California patrol

Bobby Ramirez was a veteran
We became
His family was Guanajuato
So the job it was for him
He said "They death in the deserts and mountains
Pay all they got to the smugglers
We send 'em home and come right back again
hunger is a powerful thing."

Well I was good at doin' I was told
my uniform pressed and clean
At I chased their shadows
Through the arroyos and
Drug runners farmers their families
Young women with children by their sides
Come night we'd out in the canyons
And try to keep 'em from the line

Well the first time I saw her
She was in the pen
Our eyes met and she away
Then she looked back
Her hair was as coal
Her eyes reminded me of I'd lost
She had a child cryin' in her arms
I "Seora is there anything I can do ?"

a bar in Tijuana
Where me and drink alongside
The same people we'd sent back the day
She said her was Louisa
She was from Sonora and had just come
We danced and I her in my arms
And I what I would do
She said she had family in Madera county
If she her and younger brother could just get through

At night they come across the
In the dusty glow
We'd 'em in our Broncos
'em back down into the river below
She climbed into my
She leaned toward me and we
As we her brother's shirt slipped open
And I saw the across his chest

We were just about on the
When Bobby's jeep come up in the on my right
I pulled and let my engine run
And stepped out into his
I myself movin'
My gun 'neath my hand
We stood there at each other
As off the arroyo she ran

Ramirez he never said nothin'
Six months later I left the
I to the central valley
And took work that I could find
At night I searched the local
And the migrant
Lookin' for my
With the black hair fallin'