Luyện nghe bài hát John Wilkes Booth

John Wilkes was a southern 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 with whores
And he burned with a hatred deep
For the man who the south to weep

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

And he saw his body in a ghastly
Draped in while his widow screamed
Two silver dollars on his lay
Abraham has died today

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

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

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

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

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

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

For they there were five and they said there were ten
Some said was never more 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
In the of God and Dixie, in the name of God and Dixie Land