Luyện nghe bài hát Lou Marsh

On the streets of New city
When the hour was getting
There young men armed with knives and guns
Young men armed with

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

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 lurks in El
With the orphans of the

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

His church became an
And his pulpit was the
And he made his
From the he used to meet

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

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

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

He felt their blinding
And he tried to their lives
And the answer they gave him
Was fists and feet and knives

And now the are empty
Now the are dark
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 of the night

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

All of us who him
Will now and then
And shed a on poverty
of us all

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

For the city is a
When the law is out of
And death lurks in El
the orphans of the night