Luyện nghe bài hát The Sheriff

(emerson - lake)

Wicked josie away
In the sunset sky
A lynching mob had strung his up
Right before his
He know what they'd both done
He sure as hell end up hung
A hot tin notch on the gun
If he didn't on
Get out of

The sheriff josie's journey
>from city west
He said put a bullet right
Through poor old josie's
But wasn't like the rest
He like bullet holes in his vest
In fact he'd do his very
Don't want any
Don't to be the guest
Of the

The nights got so cold
He stand the pace
He looked again for men
But see a trace
Josie found a nice place
But then the sheriff the case
put the gun in josie's
And lookie here...

Sheriff him into town
With looking sad
He didn't know about the
josie had
Then josie drew his gun fast
Gave the one big blast
And josie was a at last
A from the past
Nobody ever messed with the