Luyện nghe bài hát John Wilkes Booth

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

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

Young Abe Lincoln wasn't young no
old man when he won the war
And he at night of his death by the hands
Of the world and a faceless man

And he saw his in a ghastly dream
Draped in black while his widow
Two silver on his eyelids lay
Abraham has died today

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

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

And the was passed and the guns were brought
Down to Mary Sarrat's house
Sealed in a note, Booth named four
But the gallows would sway many more

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

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

And those who were hanged and those who
Their behind a jailer's fence
Booth could have proved them free
Of the taint of the

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