Luyện nghe bài hát Billy The Kid

I'll sing you a song of Billy the Kid
I'll sing of some desperate deeds he did
out in New Mexico long long ago
When a man's chance was his own forty-four
Billy the Kid was a very young lad
In old Silver City he to the bad
'Way out in the West with a gun in his
At the age of years he did kill his first man

There's Mexican play guitars and sing
Songs about Billy, their boy bandit
'Ere his young manhood has his sad end
a notch an his pistol for twenty one men
Was on a sad night when poor died
He said to his friend, "I'm not
twenty one men I have put bullets through
Sheriff Pat Garrett must make two!"

I'll sing you how Billy the Kid met his
The moon was shinin', the hour was late
Shot down by Pat Garrett who was his friend
The outlaw's life is now come to an end
There's many a man with a face fine and
Who start out in life a chance to be square
Just poor Billy they wander astray
They'll lose their lives in the same way