Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Ellen Smith

Come all you my story to hear
happened to me in June of last year
Oh, its Ellen Smith, how was she found?
Shot through the heart, lying on the ground

Its true I'm in a prisoner now
God is with me and hears every vow
So I do the truth to relate
I'll tell you all I know of Ellen's sad fate

I saw her on Monday before sad day
Found her lying and took it away
That she had been murdered entered my mind
Till a bullet through the heart they happened to

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

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

They got their Winchesters and me down
I stole away to Mt. town
I laid off a and I prayed the whole time
The man could be what committed the crime

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

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

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