Luyện nghe bài hát Sonora's Death Row

Me and the boy's we cinched up our
And rode to Sonora night
Gun's hanging proud, daring out
For anyone looking to

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

is free at Amanda's saloon
For the boy's from the old O
nights in the town of Sonora
Are the best in all

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

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

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

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

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

Amanda's got silent night in the desert
My friends stared in disbelief
Amanda was kneeling beside the dead
Plainly her grief

And as I bowed my head a trembled shot me
My six-gun was still at my
I felt my pockets, there was my
I to my knees and I cried

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

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