ฟังเพลงSonora's Death Row (Album Version)

Sonora's Death Row (Album Version) - Michael Martin Murphey

Me and the boy's we cinched up

Our saddles and rode to

Sonora last night

Gun's hanging proud daring

Out loud for any one

Looking to fight

Card cheats and rustlers would

Run for their holes when

The boys from the old broken O

Rode up and reined on the street

That they named

Sonora's death row

Mescal is free at Amanda's saloon

For the boy's from

The old broken O

Saturday nights in the town of

Sonora are the best in

All Mexico

They've got guitars and trumpets

And sweet senoritas

Who won't want to let you go

You'd never believe such a gay

Happy time on the street

Called Sonora's death row

Inside Amanda's we was a dancin'

With all of Amanda's

Gals

I won some silver at seven card

Stud so I was out doin'

My pals

But the whiskey and mescal

Peso cigars drove me

Outside for some air

Somebody whispered

Your life or your money

I reached

But my gun wasn't there

I woke up face down in

Amanda's back alley aware of the

Fool I had been

Rushed to my pony

Grabbed my Winchester and entered

Amanda's again

Where I saw my partners

Twirling my pistols and

Throwing my money around

Blinded by anger

I jacked the lever and one of them

Fell to the ground

Amanda's got silent

Like night in the desert my

Friends stared in pure disbelief

Amanda was kneeling

Beside the dead cowboy plainly

Expressing her grief

And as I bowed my head

A trembled shot through me my

Six-gun was still at my side

I felt my pockets

There was my money

I fell to my

Knees and I cried

A nightmare of mescal

Is all that it was for no one had

Robbed me at all

I wish I was dreaming

The sound of the gallows they're

Testing just outside

The wall

The mescal's still free

At Amanda's saloon for the

Boy's from the old Broken O

I'd give a ransom to drink

There today and be free of

Sonora's death row

I'd give a ransom to drink

There today and be free of

Sonora's death row