Luyện nghe bài hát Preston Miller

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

Now his toady tutors fawn and praise the man that he's
he's taken to the laudenum and faro
He the streets like velvet death with his daddy's money on his breath
And a shame he cannot down in his marrow

When day fades to you must not listen to the killer
Pretty voices you beautiful and bound
Cause the simple, sorry of your existence, Preston Miller
Is enough to this house of evil down

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

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

A week gone by, wakened by a knockin' at his door
And he drags himself to the threshold
It's a message in his father's quill meet me scion, if you will,
At the stroke of midnight in the meadow

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

Oh father dear come out come out I honor tonight
He as he goes weavin' in the saddle
And he the stars go blinkin' by like the twinkle in a trollop's eye
And six riders madly in the shadows

This mornin' sailed a ship of across a sea of gin
With a and grinning reaper at the tiller
And it drove an aging to his lone and bitter end
And a bullet through the of Preston Miller