Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Ellen Smith

Come all you my story to hear
What happened to me in June of last
Oh, its poor Ellen Smith, how was she
Shot through the heart, lying dead on the

Its true I'm in jail a now
God is here with me and every vow
So I do promise the truth to
I'll you all that I know of Ellen's sad fate

I saw her on Monday before sad day
her body lying and took it away
That she had murdered never entered my mind
Till a bullet through the heart they to find

Who is so cruel, so heartless, so
To murder my Ellen in such a lonesome place?
I seen her laid out so still and so
I heard the wild the witnesses told

I back the tears as the people all said
"It was you Peter Degraph, shot our Smith dead"
Ellen lies sleeping with her on her breast
The and the sheriff won't give me no rest

They got their Winchesters and hunted me
I stole away to Mt. Airy
I laid off a year and I the whole time
The man be found what committed the crime

I I'd come back and my character save
But the flowers faded poor Ellen's grave
So I came back to my trial to stand
live or I'll die as the law might command

Ellen lies in that lonesome churchyard
I stare through the bars, God knows hard
I know they will hang me at if they can
But I swear to you, die as an innocent man

My soul will be when I stand at the bar
Where God tries his cross, then like a star
shines in the night will my innocence shine
And I'll make my appeal to the justice of