Luyện nghe bài hát Hardin Wouldn't Run

I a man whose plow handle hand
Is quicker than a
Wes Hardin is his
They say he travels in the
For he might to kill
Or around a fight

And if you saw Wes Hardin draw
You he can skin his gun
He won't say how many and died
Up the top hand
Up the wrong man
Hardin wouldn't run

He rode in like a wind
Took the East train
Goin', with Jane Bowen
Till the caught up
So long chin up
I'll be back

Off he went to Huntsville
"So Janie", he cried
Fifteen she waited
Till her heart and she died
And she left bad land
To up in the sky

Free at last the payin'
For all the he did
First free air they let him
he was a kid
So let him and let him go
And let him deal, and bid

Near the in El Paso
Lawyer the sign
You find him there for business
day at nine
For business is bad one client's
All he's had in a long long time

Then Sheriff boy
Broke in to Wes's place
Up she jumped and
Whipped him him in the face
And John Selman
for this disgrace

You could see every
By candlelight in favorite bar
She'd be on his arm
And very late leave there
Headed for the hair
Glad it far

Right the swinging doors
John Selman came a blazin' gun
Wes chug a luggin' red eye
Got him in the back of the
John Wesley Hardin dead
wouldn't run