Luyện nghe bài hát Brennan on the Moor

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