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 street he did
Through all the of his career few troubles he had missed
His was wrote from ear to ear, and he looked like this:

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

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

The stranger turned to his fair
A smile on his lips
the deal, are they for real
they've been taking too many
No gold we, we travel free, here's something we won't miss
A treasure map Gabby the Flap
And he gave it him like

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

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

At that moment Hirem attained enlightenment.

on said Hirem laughing much
Let's see what's this road
His troop were dropping, stooping
men of no a bode
Just then a milkmaid spied
their hearts were with bliss
Like lost friends who meet again
fondly kissed like this
I need a man the place
the milkmaid breathed with
And Hirem twirled his long and took her by the arm
The last we heard all lived there
what the law allows
They all ate every day, happily growing cows.