Luyện nghe bài hát Pony Express

He in and sits down at the end of the bar
His old rawhide full of dust
He asked for a and he ordered rye whiskey
He talked to himself and he

He left Sacramento early mornin'
With a sackful of for St. Joe
Had to outrun some outside Carson City
By ridin' where wouldn't go

He said to me,"Mister, long ridin's hell
But I guess got to be done
Otherwise how would you get all mail
If the express couldn't run?"

I said, ''I you, mister and you do your job well
But I hear it won't be for
They'll be sendin' the mail by the and the rail
And your and you will be gone''

He came in and down at the end of the bar
His coveralls with dust
He said, ''Jesse had just held up his train''
He talked to and he cussed

He pulled out of St. Joe that morning
With the mail and the union
Had to stop for a rock slide outside City
And Jesse off with the gold

He said to me, ''Mister, railroading's hell
But I guess it's got to be
how would you get all you mail
If that old iron couldn't run?''

I said, ''I you mister and you do your job well
But I hear it won't be for
They'll be the mail without you or the rail
'Cause they say man fly before long''

He came in and sits at the end of the bar
His face all haggard and gray
He a drink and said, ''Make it a double
Boys it's sure a long day''

He pulled out of Denver early mornin'
He said, ''You'll never guess where been
A hijacker needed a lift down to
So your will be late getting in''

I said, ''I you mister and you do your job well
But you know it been that long
They were doing it best with the pony
Before you and your friends along''