Luyện nghe bài hát Wild Bill Jones

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

He said my age is
Too old to be
I my revolver from my side
And I that poor boy's soul

He reeled and he staggered, and he fell to the
And then he gave one moan
He wrapped his arms my little girl's neck
Saying honey you take me home

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

So pass around that old long necked
And all go on a spree
For today was the last of that Wild Jones
And tomorrow will be the of me

They sent me to prison for twenty long
This poor boy longs to be
But Bill Jones and that long-necked bottle
Have the ruin of me