Luyện nghe bài hát Brennan on the Moor

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