Luyện nghe bài hát The Line

I got my from Fort Irwin
Took a place on the San Diego county
funny bein' a civilian again
It'd been time
My had died a year ago
I was still tryin' to find my way back
to work for the INS on the line
With the California patrol

Ramirez was a ten-year veteran
We became
His was from Guanajuato
So the job it was for him
He said "They risk death in the deserts and
Pay all got to the smugglers rings
We 'em home and they come right back again
Carl hunger is a thing."

Well I was good at what I was told
Kept my uniform pressed and
At night I chased shadows
the arroyos and ravines
Drug runners farmers with families
Young women with little children by sides
Come night we'd wait out in the
And try to 'em from crossin' the line

the first time that I saw her
She was in the pen
Our eyes met and she away
she looked back again
Her hair was black as
Her eyes me of what I'd lost
She had a young child in her arms
I "Seora is there anything I can do ?"

There's a bar in
me and Bobby drink alongside
The same people sent back the day before
She said her name was
She was from Sonora and had just north
We and I held her in my arms
And I what I would do
She said she had some family in Madera
If she her and younger brother could just get through

At night they come the levee
In the searchlight's glow
rush 'em in our Broncos
Force 'em down into the river below
She climbed into my
She toward me and we kissed
As we her brother's shirt slipped open
And I saw the tape his chest

We were about on the highway
When Bobby's jeep come up in the on my right
I pulled over and let my run
And stepped out into his
I myself movin'
My gun 'neath my hand
We there starin' at each other
As off through the she ran

Bobby Ramirez he never said
Six months later I left the
I drifted to the valley
And took what work I could find
At night I the local bars
And the migrant
for my Louisa
With the black hair fallin'