Luyện nghe bài hát Jeanny Needs a Shooter

I was born down by the
Where the river flows
And the wind cut through me
It cut right my clothes
And the and the yearning
fever in my veins
Set the fire

She came down from
With her hands from the line
From the first time I eyes on her
I knew that be mine
Her father was a
He he'd shoot me dead
'cause he I wanted jeannie
And I'd her like I'd said

needs a shooter, shooter like me
Jeannie needs a
Jeannie needs a shooter, shooter on her
Jeannie needs a
needs a shooter
Jeannie needs a

We met down by the
On the day in may
And I leaned down to kiss her
She did not away
I drew out all my
And we did vow
To meet that very
And to get away

Jeannie needs a shooter, like me
Jeannie a shooter
needs a shooter, shooter on her side
Jeannie needs a
Jeannie needs a
Jeannie a shooter

The night was cold and
by the borderline
I was riding hard to her
a shot rang out behind
As I lay in the darkness
a pistol by my side
Jeannie and her
Rode off into the

Jeannie a shooter