Luyện nghe bài hát Brennan on the Moor

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