Luyện nghe bài hát Hirem Pawnitof / Fairies' Hornpipe

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

Throughout the land his gallant band in many a song did
With Biceps dead, and Boy fled, and Boothill claimed Bill Star
the best are gone, he still rides from Leeds to Carter Bar
Weedy and few his motley
And here they

His purse was lined with empty air, his 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 two hove into view
And he them like this.

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

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

Then had not gone but 20 yards when a pieman did spy
They smacked their lips with hunger - my kingdom for a pie
The peddlar twinkled or twice
Not one did he say
snake-like eyes 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 down this road
His troop were dropping, stooping
men of no a bode
then a milkmaid Hirem spied
their hearts were with bliss
Like lost friends who meet again
they fondly kissed this
I a man around the place
the milkmaid with charm
And Hirem twirled his long mustache and her by the arm
The last we heard they all there
doing what the law
They all ate breakfast day, happily growing cows.