Luyện nghe bài hát Wild Bill Jones

As I down for to take a little walk
I upon that Wild Bill Jones
He was a walking and a talking by my true lover's
And I bid him to leave her

He my age is twenty-one
Too old to be
I pulled my revolver my side
And I destroyed that poor boy's

He and he staggered, and he fell to the ground
And then he one dying moan
He wrapped his arms around my little girl's
Saying won't you take me home

So put them on me boys
And me to that freight car gate
I have no or relations there
No-one for to go my

So pass around old long necked bottle
And we'll all go on a
For today was the last of that Wild Jones
And tomorrow be the last of me

They me to prison for twenty long years
poor boy longs to be free
But Wild Bill and that long-necked bottle
Have the ruin of me