Luyện nghe bài hát Hirem Pawnitof / Fairies' Hornpipe

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

Throughout the land his gallant band in many a did star
With Biceps dead, and 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 they

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

The stranger turned to his fair
A smile on his lips
What's the deal, are for real
they've taking too many trips
No gold need we, we 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 nose the map he carefully
Each robber's eye filled with surprise, there's in it for us
The strangers waved the band goodbye but they did not see go
Hirem got his out, said follow me lads, Westard Ho

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

At that Hirem Pawnitof attained enlightenment.

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