Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad Of Hard Luck Henry

Now wouldn't you expect to find a man an awful
That's staked out nigh hundred claims and every one a blank
That's followed every fool stampede and seen the and fall
Of camps where men got in chunks and he got none at all
That's prospected a bit of and sold it for a song
To see it yield a fortune to fool that came along
sunk a dozen bed-rock holes and not a speck in sight
Yet sees them take a million from the to left and right
Now aren't things like that enough to drive a man to
But Hard-Luck Smith was hoodoo-proof he knew the way to

Twas in the fall of four leap-year I've heard them say
Hard-Luck came to Hunker Creek and took a hillside lay
And lo! as if to make amends for all the past
Late in the year he struck it rich the real pay-streak at
The riffles of his sluicing-box choked with speckled earth
And and day he worked that lay for all that he was worth
And when in chill December's gloom his lucky lease
He found that he had made a as big as he desired

One day while on the waywardness of fate
He felt the ache of lonely man to find a mate
A pard to cheer his solitary life
A with soft soothing ways a confidant a wife
And he cooked his supper on his little Yukon stove
He wished that he had staked a claim in rich treasure-trove
When suddenly he paused and held a Yukon egg
For in pencilled letters was the magic name of Peg

You know these Yukon eggs of some pink some green some blue
A dollar per tints assorted flavors too
The supercilious cheechako might designate them
But one acquires a taste for them and likes by and by
Well Hard-Luck Henry took this egg and held it to the
And was more faint pencilling that sorely taxed his sight
At last he it out and then the legend ran like this
Will miner write to Peg Plumhollow Squashville Wis

That he got to thinking of this far-off unknown fair
It seemed so sort of opportune an answer to his
She flitted sweetly through his she haunted him by day
She smiled clouds of nicotine she cheered his weary way
At he yielded to the spell his course of love he set
Wisconsin his point his object Margaret

With every of sea and land his longing grew and grew
He all his pretty words and these I fear were few
At last one frosty evening with a chill down his spine
He found himself her house the threshold of the shrine
His courage flickered to a spark then glowed with sudden
He knocked he heard a welcome word she came his goddess
Oh she was fair as any flower and huskily he
I'm all the way from Klondike with a mighty poke
I'm for a lassie one whose Christian name is Peg
Who sought a Klondike and who wrote it on an egg

The lassie gazed at him a space her cheeks grew red
She gazed at him with tear-bright eyes tenderly she said
Yes Klondike miner it is true my name is Peg
It's also I longed for you and wrote it on an egg
My heart went out to in that land of night and cold
But oh I fear that egg must have been mighty old
I waited I hoped and feared you should have come before
I've a wedded woman now for eighteen months or more
I'm sorry since you've come so far you the one that wins
But you take a step inside I'll let you see the twins