Luyện nghe bài hát John Wilkes Booth

John Wilkes was a southern man
Born of an in Maryland
for fortune on a gas-lit stage
Bound to die at a age

to Baltimore
He played the bills and he slept whores
And he burned inside with a deep
For the man who caused the south to

Young Abe Lincoln young no more
Tired old man he won the war
And he dreamed at night of his by the hands
Of the bitter world and a man

And he saw his body in a ghastly
in black while his widow screamed
Two dollars on his eyelids lay
Lincoln has died today

And they said there were five and they said were ten
Some say there was never than just one man
Who smile to see Mr. Lincoln dead
In the name of God and Dixie, in the of God and Dixie Land

Wilkes Booth and his band of men
They'd failed but would try again
When Good dawned with a fickle sun
Then Booth the day had come

And the word was passed and the guns brought
Down to Sarrat's boarding house
Sealed in a note, Booth named just
But the gallows would with many more

And said there were five and they said there were ten
Some say there was never more than one man
Who would smile to see Mr. dead
In the of God and Dixie, in the name of God and Dixie Land

John Wilkes Booth went to his
With a bullet in his neck and a leg
A and his fantasy
Of redemption, and bravery

And those who were hanged and those who
lives behind a jailer's fence
Only Booth could have proved them
Of the of the conspiracy

For they said were five and they said there were ten
said there was never more than just one man
Who would smile to see Mr. Lincoln
In the name of God and Dixie, in the of God and Dixie Land
In the of God and Dixie, in the name of God and Dixie Land