Luyện nghe bài hát Brennan on the Moor

Tis of a brave young this story I will tell
His was Willie Brennan and in Ireland he did dwell
It was on the Kilwood he commenced his wild career
And many a wealthy nobleman him shook with fear
It was Brennan on the moor, Brennan on the
Bold, brave and undaunted was young on the moor
One day upon the highway as young Willie he 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 with me
Now Brennan's wife had gone to town for to buy
And she saw her Willie she commenced to weep and cry
Said, Hand to me that tenpenny, as as Willie spoke
She handed him a blunderbuss 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 hundred pounds was offered for his there
So he, with horse and saddle to the did repair
Now being an outlaw upon the mountains high
cavalry and infantry to take him they did try
He laughed at them with scorn until at last 'twas
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 highway rides Willie Brennan still!