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 three hundred and every one a blank
That's followed fool stampede and seen the rise and fall
Of camps where men got gold in chunks and he got at all
That's prospected a bit of and sold it for a song
To see it yield a fortune to some fool that along
That's a dozen bed-rock holes and not a speck in sight
Yet sees them take a million the claims to left and right
Now aren't like that enough to drive a man to booze
But Hard-Luck Smith was hoodoo-proof he the way to lose

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

One day meditating on the waywardness of fate
He felt the ache of man to find a fitting mate
A petticoated pard to cheer his solitary
A woman with soft soothing ways a confidant a
And while he cooked his on his little Yukon stove
He wished that he had staked a in Love's rich treasure-trove
When he paused and held aloft a Yukon egg
For there in pencilled letters was the magic of Peg

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

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

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

The lassie gazed at him a space her cheeks rosy red
She gazed at him with tear-bright then tenderly she said
Yes lonely Klondike it is true my name is Peg
It's also I longed for you and wrote it on an egg
My heart out to someone in that land of night and cold
But oh I fear that Yukon egg must have mighty old
I waited long I hoped and feared you should have before
I've been a wedded woman now for eighteen or more
I'm sorry since you've come so far you ain't the one wins
But won't you take a step inside let you see the twins