Luyện nghe bài hát Lou Marsh

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

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

And now the are empty
Now the streets are
So keep an eye on
And pass the park

For the city is a
the law is out of sight
And lurks in El Barrio
With the orphans of the

He behind a chamber
Of a he served so long
For he learned the prayers of men
Will never the wrongs

His church an alley
And his pulpit was the
And he his congregation
From the boys he to meet

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

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

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

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

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

For the city is a
the law is out of sight
And lurks in El Barrio
the orphans of the night

Will Lou lie forgotten
In his cold and silent
Will his memory still on
In he tried to save?

All of us who him
now and then recall
And shed a tear on
of us all

For now the streets are
Now the are dark
So keep an eye on
And never pass the

For the city is a
When the law is out of
And lurks in El Barrio
With the orphans of the