Luyện nghe bài hát Preston Miller

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

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

When day fades to black you must not to the killer
Pretty keep you beautiful and bound
Cause the simple, sorry fact of your existence, Preston
Is enough to bring this house of evil

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

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

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

Now he has his laggard locks and hired a comely roan
And he's met his comrade fops the fountain
And he's each a grand goodbye and he's cantered off alone
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 riding madly in the shadows

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