Luyện nghe bài hát Bury Me Not On The Lone Prairie

"O me not on the lone prairie"
These words low and mournfully
From the 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 grows cold"
But grant, o grant, this to me
And bury me not on the lone

I've always wished when I die
To be buried on the green hillside
By my grave, there let mine be
And bury me not on the lone

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