Luyện nghe bài hát Partners

Two partners went in search of gold as as could be
One was and one was old and the gay young fool was me
Since neighter one could write his name we upon our souls
To share the wealth and then shook hands the hands that dug for

The days were gone at last and winter nights grew cold
The had trapped us in the pass when we finally find the gold
We took our fortune to the shack to wait the through
But the food ran low so I killed my friend what else was to do

I his body just outside into the bitter cold
Somehow I had to stay alive I now had all the
But the howling wind just seemed to say you have a man
And you'll never get to spend the gold with the blood upon your

The cabin's now with snow and shelves of food are bare
Satan's for me now and I'm too cold to care
Is that the devil at the door for my soul
Or is it the old man a looking for his gold