Luyện nghe bài hát Roane Country Prison

In the beautiful hills in the mists of County
There's where I roamed for many long years
where my heart's been tendin most ever
There's the first step of misfortune I made

about thirty years when I courted and married
Armanda Gilbraith I'd call my wife
My brother he stabbed me for some reason
three month's later I'd taken Tom's life

I was captured and tried in the village of
Not a man in county would speak one kind word
When the jury came in the verdict next mornin'
A lifetime in prison was the that I heard

the train pulled out poor Mother stood weepin'
And sister she sat all with a sigh
And the last words I was "Willy God bless you"
Was "Willy God you God bless you goodbye"

In the scorching hot sand of the I'm workin'
Toiling and working my life away
They'll measure my grave on the of old Cumberland
as soon as I finish the rest of my days

Poort Martha was grave, but Corey was
There's better and worse, you may see
Boys when you write home from this in Nashville
Place one of my songs in letter for me