Luyện nghe bài hát Partners

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

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

I threw his body just outside into the bitter
Somehow I had to stay I now had all the gold
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 covered now with snow and shelves of food are bare
waitin' for me now and I'm too cold to care
Is that the at the door coming for my soul
Or is it just the old man a looking for his