Luyện nghe bài hát Cocain Blues

Early one mornin' makin' the rounds
I took a shot of cocaine and I my baby down
I shot her then I went to bed
I stuck lovin' forty-four beneath my head

Woke up mornin' and I grabbed that gun
Well, I took a of cocaine and away I run
a good run but I run too slow
They me down in Juarez, Mexico

In the hot takin' the pill
There the sheriff from Jericho Hill
Willy Lee your is not Jack Brown
You're the dirty hack that your woman down

Yes, oh yes my is Billy Lee
If you've got a you better read it to me
I shot her down 'cause she me sore
I thought I was her but she had five more

When I was arrested, I was in black
They threw me on a train and hauled me back
Had no who'd go my bail
stuck my dried-up carcass in that Missouri jail

Early mornin', 'round half past nine
I saw the sheriff comin' down the
That sheriff as he cleared his throat
Said, "Come on you dirty to the district court"

Into the courtroom my trial
I was judged by twelve honest men
Yes, as the started walkin' out
I saw that little judge commence to look

In about five minutes then in a man
Holding the in his right hand
The read in the first degree
Well, I shouted, "Lordy, Lordy, please mercy on me"

The judge he smiled, he picked up his pen
Ninety-nine years in the San Penn
Ninety-nine years underneath that
But I can't forget that day, I shot that bad down

Come on, you hot heads you unto me
Stay off whiskey, and let that cocaine be