Luyện nghe bài hát Lou Marsh

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

And Lou stepped between them
And there in his tracks
For one man is no
When the city turns its

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

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

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

His became an alley
And his was the street
And he his congregation
From the he used to meet

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

For the city is a
When the law is out of
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 felt their hatred
And he tried to save their
And the answer that they him
Was their fists and and knives

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

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

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

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

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

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