Luyện nghe bài hát Hirem Pawnitof / Fairies' Hornpipe

It's of a famous highwayman a story I will
His name was Hirem Pawnitof, in bread he did dwell
Through all the storms of his career few troubles he had
His tale was wrote from ear to ear, and he looked like

Throughout the land his gallant band in many a did star
With Biceps dead, and Pretty Boy fled, and Boothill claimed Star
Though the best are gone, he still rides from to Carter Bar
and few his motley crew
And here are:

His purse was lined with empty air, his was low
The good swag to pad his lag was 40 years ago
His motley were out of hand, their breakfast they had missed
Then travellers two hove view
And he challenged them this.

The stranger to his lady fair
A smile on his lips
What's the deal, are for real
they've been taking too trips
No need we, we travel free, here's something we won't miss
A map from Gabby the Flap
And he it him like this:

His glasses perched his nose the map he carefully sussed
Each robber's eye filled with surprise, there's in it for us
The strangers waved the band but they did not see them go
Hirem got his compass out, follow me lads, Westard Ho

Then had not but 20 yards when a pieman they did spy
They smacked their with hunger keen - my kingdom for a pie
The peddlar once or twice
Not one did he say
With snake-like eyes he 'pie'
and he struck him on the with the tray

At that Hirem Pawnitof attained enlightenment.

Come on said Hirem laughing
Let's see down this road
His were dropping, wearily stooping
men of no a bode
then a milkmaid Hirem spied
their were filled with bliss
Like long lost friends who meet
they kissed like this
I a man around the place
the milkmaid breathed charm
And Hirem twirled his long and took her by the arm
The last we heard all lived there
doing what the law
They all ate breakfast every day, growing cows.