Luyện nghe bài hát Hirem Pawnitof / Fairies' Hornpipe

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

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

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

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

His glasses perched upon his 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 out, said follow me lads, Westard Ho

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

At that Hirem Pawnitof attained enlightenment.

Come on said Hirem much
Let's see what's this road
His troop dropping, wearily stooping
men of no a bode
Just then a Hirem spied
their hearts filled with bliss
Like long friends who meet again
fondly kissed like this
I need a man around the
the milkmaid with charm
And Hirem twirled his long mustache and her by the arm
The last we heard they all there
doing the law allows
They all ate breakfast every day, happily cows.