Luyện nghe bài hát Hirem Pawnitof / Fairies' Hornpipe

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

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

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

The stranger to his lady fair
A played on his lips
What's the deal, are they for
they've been taking too trips
No gold need we, we travel free, here's something we miss
A treasure map Gabby the Flap
And he gave it him this:

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

had not gone but 20 yards when a pieman they did spy
They smacked their with hunger keen - my kingdom 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 head the tray

At that moment Hirem attained enlightenment.

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