Luyện nghe bài hát The Sheriff

(emerson - lake)

Wicked rode away
In the covered sky
A mob had strung his friend up
before his eyes
He didn't know what both done
He sure as hell end up hung
A hot tin on the sheriff's gun
If he didn't on
Get out of

The sheriff followed journey
>from kansas west
He he'd put a bullet right
Through old josie's chest
But josie wasn't like the
He don't bullet holes in his vest
In fact do his very best
Don't any arrest
Don't want to be the
Of the

The nights got so damned
He couldn't stand the
He again for sheriff's men
But couldn't see a
found a nice warm place
But then the sheriff solved the
put the gun in face
And lookie here...

Sheriff him into town
josie looking sad
He didn't know the six-gun
josie had
Then josie his gun real fast
Gave the sheriff one big
And josie was a at last
A legend from the
Nobody ever messed the sheriff