Luyện nghe bài hát Bury Me Not On The Lone Prairie

"O me not on the lone prairie"
These came low and mournfully
the pallid lips of the youth who lay
On his bed at the end of the day

"It matters not", I've been told
"Where the body lies when the heart cold"
But grant, o grant, this to me
And bury me not on the lone

I've wished that when I die
To be buried on the green hillside
By my father's grave, there let be
And me not on the lone prairie

"O bury me not", and his voice there
But we no heed of his dying prayer
In a narrow grave, six by three
They him there on the lone prairie