Luyện nghe bài hát Lou Marsh

On the streets of New York
When the hour was getting
There were men armed with knives and guns
Young men armed hate

And Lou Marsh stepped between
And died there in his
For one man is no
the city turns its back

And now the streets are
Now the streets are
So an eye on shadows
And never pass the

For the is a jungle
When the law is out of
And death lurks in El
With the orphans of the

He left a chamber
Of a he served so long
For he learned the of distant men
never right the wrongs

His church an alley
And his was the street
And he his congregation
the boys he used to meet

And now the are empty
Now the are dark
So an eye on shadows
And pass the park

For the city is a
When the law is out of
And death in El Barrio
With the of the night

There were two approaching
In Spanish Harlem
The of blood was in the air
The challenge was laid

He their blinding hatred
And he tried to save lives
And the that they gave him
Was their fists and and knives

And now the streets are
Now the are dark
So an eye on shadows
And never the park

For the city is a
the law is out of sight
And death lurks in El
With the of the night

Will Lou Marsh lie
In his cold and silent
his memory still linger on
In those he to save?

All of us who him
Will now and recall
And a tear on poverty
of us all

For now the are empty
Now the are dark
So keep an eye on
And never the park

For the is a jungle
the law is out of sight
And death lurks in El
the orphans of the night