Luyện nghe bài hát Hirem Pawnitof / Fairies' Hornpipe

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

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

His purse was lined with air, his wherewithall was low
The good 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 challenged like this.

The stranger to his lady fair
A played on his lips
the deal, are they for real
they've taking too many trips
No gold need we, we travel free, here's we won't miss
A treasure map from Gabby the
And he gave it him this:

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

Then had not gone but 20 when a pieman they did spy
They their lips with hunger keen - 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 with the

At that Hirem Pawnitof attained enlightenment.

Come on said laughing much
Let's see what's down road
His troop were dropping, wearily
men of no fixed a
Just then a milkmaid spied
their were filled with bliss
Like long lost who meet again
they fondly kissed like
I need a man the place
the milkmaid with charm
And Hirem his long mustache and took her by the arm
The last we they all lived there
doing the law allows
They all ate breakfast day, happily growing cows.