Luyện nghe bài hát Hirem Pawnitof / Fairies' Hornpipe

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

Throughout the his gallant band in many a song 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
Weedy and few his motley
And they are:

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

The stranger turned to his fair
A played on his lips
What's the deal, are they for
they've been too many 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 upon his nose the map he carefully sussed
Each robber's eye filled with surprise, there's in it for us
The strangers waved the goodbye but they did not see them go
got his compass out, said follow me lads, Westard Ho

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

At that moment Hirem Pawnitof enlightenment.

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