Luyện nghe bài hát The Sheriff

(emerson - lake)

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

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

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

rode him into town
With josie sad
He didn't know the six-gun
Wicked had
Then josie drew his gun fast
Gave the sheriff one big
And josie was a at last
A legend the past
ever messed with the sheriff