Luyện nghe bài hát The Sheriff

(emerson - lake)

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

The sheriff josie's journey
>from kansas west
He said he'd put a right
Through poor old josie's
But josie like the rest
He don't like bullet 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 damned
He couldn't the pace
He again for sheriff's men
But see a trace
found a nice warm place
But then the sheriff solved the
put the gun in face
And lookie here...

Sheriff rode him town
With josie sad
He know about the six-gun
josie had
Then josie his gun real fast
Gave the sheriff one big
And josie was a at last
A from the past
ever messed with the sheriff