Luyện nghe bài hát The Sheriff

(emerson - lake)

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

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

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

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