Luyện nghe bài hát Ballad Of One Eyed Mike

This is the tale that was to me by the man with the crystal eye
As I my pipe in the camp-fire light and the Glories swept the sky
As the Northlights gleamed and curved and streamed and the of hooch was dry

A man once aimed that my be shamed and wrought me a deathly wrong
I vowed one day I would well repay but the heft of his was strong
He thonged me and he thonged me West he harried me back and forth
Till I in fright from his peerless spite to the bleak bald-headed North

And there I lay and for many a day I hatched plan plan
For a golden haul of the wherewithal to crush and to my man
And there I and there I clove through the drift of icy streams
And there I fought and I sought for the pay-streak of my dreams

So twenty years their hopes and fears and smiles and tears and such
Went by and left me long bereft of of the Midas touch
About as fat as a chancel rat and lo! despite my
In the weary fight I had clean lost sight of the man I to kill

Twas so far away that evil day I prayed to the Prince of Gloom
For the strength and the sullen length of life to work his doom
Nor sign nor word had I seen or and it happed so long ago
My youth was gone and my memory wan and I willed it so

It fell one night in the waning light by the oily flow
I smoked and sat as I marvelled at the sky's glow
it paled away to an absinthe gray and the river seemed to shrink
All wobbly flakes and wriggling and goblin eyes a-wink

'Twas weird to see and it me in a queer hypnotic dream
I saw a spot like an inky blot come floating down the stream
It bobbed and swung it sheered and it romped round in a ring
It seemed to play in a way it sure was a merry thing

In freakish flights strange lights came fluttering round its head
Like of a monster size then I knew it for the Dead
Its face was and slicked and scrubbed as smooth as a shaven pate
In the silver snakes that the makes it gleamed like a dinner-plate

It gurgled near and clear and clear and and large it grew
It upright in a ring of light and it looked me through and through
It round with a woozy sound and ere I could retreat
With the witless roll of a sodden soul it wantoned to my

And here I swear by Cross I wear I heard that floater say
I am the man from you ran the man you sought to slay
That you may note and gaze and gloat and say revenge is
In the grit and grime of the river's slime I am at your feet

The ill we rue we must e'en undo though it rive us bone from
So it came about that I sought you out for I I might atone
I did you wrong and for long and long I sought where you might
And now you're found though I'm and drowned I beg you to forgive

So sad it seemed and its cheek-bones and its fingers flicked the shore
And it and lay in a weary way and its hands met to implore
That I said poor restless dead I would never work you woe
Though the you rue you can ne'er undo I forgave you long ago

Then wonder-wise I rubbed my eyes and I from a horrid dream
The moon rode high in the naked sky and something in the stream
It held my in a patch of light and then it sheered from the shore
It dipped and sank by a bank and I never saw it more

This was the he told to me that man so warped and gray
Ere he slept and and the camp-fire gleamed in his eye in a wolfish way
That crystal eye that the sky in the weird Auroral ray