Luyện nghe bài hát Belle Starr

Belle Starr, Belle Starr, tell me where you have
Since old Oklahoma's sandhills you did
Is it Heaven's wide streets that you're tying your
Or singlefooting below?

Eight lovers they say combed your black hair
men knew the feel of your dark velvet waist
Eight men the sounds of your tan leather skirt
Eight men heard the bark of the that you wore.

Cole Younger was first and the father of your girl
And the that you picked for your daughter was Pearl
Cole robbed a bank and he drawed the life
But I heard he was pardoned after Years time.

Your Cherokee lover, Blue was his name
He loved you in the sand hills your great fame
I heard he stopped a bullet in Eighteen Eighty
And your Blue no longer alive.

You took Jim Reed to your wedding bed
And out of your love was born the boy, Ed
A pal killed Jim by the dark of the moon
And your son Ed was down in a drunken saloon.

Then there was Bob you loved him well
He with the James boys out down the long trail
They caught him in Minnesota along with the
He died down in jail in the or the chain.

You loved Mister William Quantrill
And his War guerrillas in the Missouri hills
He hit Lawrence Kansas and fought still
And he rode out Two Hundred lay killed.

They say could have, they whisper you
Have loved Frank on a couple of nights
He fought the Railroad almost to death
Then in Nineteen Fifteen Frank drawed his breath.

They say it be, they say maybe so,
That you loved Jesse James desperado,
Jesse got married, had a and a son,
Was shot at home by the Ford brothers guns.

Belle Starr, Starr, your time's getting late,
But how is Jim Younger, did you hear his fate?He was jailed and pardoned for all he had done,
And he his own brains out in Nineteen and One.

Eight men they say combed that black waving
Eight men the feel of your dark velvet waist
Eight men heard the sounds of your tan skirt
Eight men heard the of the guns that you wore.

Belle Starr, Belle Starr, tell me where have you
Since old sand hills you did roam?
Is it Heaven's wide streets you're tying your reins
Or somewhere below?