Luyện nghe bài hát Billy The Kid

In the southern of Texas, east and west of El Paso
Where the mighty Franklin Mountains the trail to Mexico
There's a new made crying and a hearse a-rolling slow
And I guess that Devil's this way again

There's a lathered Sorrel Stallion running through the Joshua
A young man in the saddle with his tails in the breeze
Got a six gun on his hip and a rifle at his knee
And he's in a game that he can't win

Poor Billy Bonney, you're twenty one
Pat got your name on every bullet in his gun
notch you carved on your six guns, got a bloody tale to tell
Well, you're a mile ahead of Garrett and a step outside of

Them clothes you're wearing and the women in your bed
take away the faces of the men that you left dead
As you ride across the badlands with a price your head
Now that wheel or starts to turn

Your reputation's grown 'til it's the biggest in the
And there ain't a lot of people left who wanna your hand
And I guess you go down shooting, just like all men
And when you hands with the Devil, you get burned

Poor Bonney, you're only twenty one
Pat Garrett's got your name on every in his gun
Each you carved on your six guns, got a bloody tale to tell
You're a mile ahead of Garrett and a outside of Hell

Poor Billy Bonney, you're twenty one
Pat Garrett's got your name on bullet in his gun
Each you carved on your six guns, got a bloody tale to tell
You're a mile ahead of Garrett and a outside of Hell