Luyện nghe bài hát Sonora's Death Row

Me and the boy's we up our saddles
And rode to last night
Gun's proud, daring out loud
For looking to fight

Card cheats and rustlers run for their holes
When the boys from the old O
up and reined on the street that they named
Sonora's row

Mescal is free at saloon
For the from the old broken O
Saturday nights in the town of
Are the in all Mexico

got guitars and trumpets and sweet senoritas
Who want to let you go
You'd never such a gay happy time
On the street Sonora's death row

Amanda's we was a dancin'
With all of gals
I won some silver at card stud
So I was out my pals

But the whiskey and mescal, peso
me outside for some air
Somebody whispered, "Your life or money
I reached, but my gun there"

I woke up down in Amanda's back alley
Aware of the fool I had
Rushed to my pony, my Winchester
And entered again

Where I saw my partners my pistols
And throwing my around
Blinded by anger, I jacked the
And one of them to the ground

Amanda's got silent like night in the
My stared in pure disbelief
Amanda was kneeling beside the cowboy
Plainly her grief

And as I bowed my head a shot through me
My six-gun was at my side
I felt my pockets, was my money
I fell to my and I cried

A nightmare of mescal is all it was
For no one had me at all
I wish I was dreaming the sound of the
They're testing just the wall

And the mescal's still free at saloon
For the boy's the old broken O
I'd a ransom to drink there today
Be of Sonora's death row
Yes I'd give a ransom to drink there
Be free of death row