Luyện nghe bài hát Sonoraeath Row

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

Card and rustlers would run for their holes
When the boys the old broken O
Rode up and reined on the street that they
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Mescal is at Amanda's saloon
For the boy's from the old O
Saturday in the town of Sonora
Are the in all Mexico

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

Inside 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, cigars
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 Amanda's again

Where I saw my twirling my pistols
And throwing my money
Blinded by anger, I the lever
And one of fell to the ground

Amanda's got like night in the desert
My friends in pure disbelief
Amanda was beside the dead cowboy
expressing her grief

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

A of mescal is all that it was
For no one had me at all
I wish I was dreaming the of the gallows
They're just outside the wall

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