Luyện nghe bài hát Brown Mountain Light

Scott

Spoken: In the hills of North Carolina, since the times of the early settlers, a strange has
been witnessed the top of Brown Mountain. To this day, no one can explain the mystery of
the Mountain Light.

High on the mountain and down in the valley below. It shines like the crown of an angel and fades as the mist and goes.
Way over yonder, night after until dawn. A faithful old slave, come back from the grave (searchin')
For his who is long, long gone.

In the days of the old wagon, when they camped on the flats for the night
With the stars growing dim on the old gorge rim, they would watch for the Brown Mountain Light.

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Long years ago a southern planter came hunting in this wild alone,
And here, so they say, the hunter lost his way and returned to his home.
His trusty old slave a lantern and searched, but in vain, day and night.
The old slave is gone but his spirit on and the old lantern still casts its light.

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