Luyện nghe bài hát Brennan on the Moor

Tis of a brave young highwayman this story I will
His name was Brennan and in Ireland he did dwell
It was on the Mountain he commenced his wild career
And many a nobleman before him shook with fear
It was on the moor, Brennan on the moor
Bold, brave and undaunted was young on the moor
One day the highway as young Willie he went down
He met the of Cashiell a mile outside of town
The mayor he knew his and he said, Young man, said he
Your name is Willie Brennan, you must come along me
Now wife had gone to town provisions for to buy
And she saw her Willie she commenced to weep and cry
Said, Hand to me that tenpenny, as soon as Willie
She handed him a blunderbuss from her cloak
Now with this loaded blunderbuss - the truth I will -
He made the mayor to tremble and he robbed him of his
One hundred was offered for his apprehension there
So he, with horse and to the mountains did repair
Now Brennan being an outlaw upon the high
With cavalry and infantry to take him did try
He at them with scorn until at last 'twas said
By a woman he was cruelly betrayed
They hanged Brennan at the crossroads, in chains he hung and
But still say that, in the night, some do see him ride
see him with his blunderbuss, all in the midnight chill
Along, along the King's highway rides Brennan still!