Luyện nghe bài hát Preston Miller

He was in Miller's mansion when the mistress was asleep
The son of the chambermaid and master
And they sent him into hidin' for his and his keep
With the and the other lucky bastards

Now his toady fawn and praise the man that he's become
Though he's to the laudenum and faro
He walks the streets velvet death with his daddy's money on his breath
And a shame he cannot shake in his marrow

When day to black you must not listen to the killer
Pretty voices keep you beautiful and
the simple, sorry fact of your existence, Preston Miller
Is enough to bring house of evil down

One night upon some drunken dare he writes his absent
Sayin' father I would fain come home to thee
And his worthless friends guffaw this sudden show of fire
round of bourbon and it's easy

And this letter finds his father in his tower far
And the hoary claw that holds it and trembles
Is it grief over a life misspent, or love or greed or mere
Or something stirring in his temples

A week gone by, he's wakened by a at his door
And he himself half-wasted to the threshold
a message in his father's quill sayin' meet me scion, if you will,
At the very of midnight in the meadow

Now he has combed his laggard locks and hired a comely
And he's met his comrade fops the fountain
And he's bidden each a goodbye and he's cantered off alone
To meet his aged father in the

Oh father come out come out I honor thee tonight
He shouts as he goes weavin' in the
And he sees the go blinkin' by like the twinkle in a trollop's eye
And six riders riding madly in the

This sailed a ship of fools across a sea of gin
With a blind and grinning at the tiller
And it drove an Jacob to his lone and bitter end
And a bullet through the brain of Preston