Luyện nghe bài hát St John The Gambler

When she had twenty years she to her mother
Saying mother, I know you'll grieve
But I've given my soul to St. John the
comes time to leave

For the hills hold back my sorrow forever
And dead men lie deep 'round the
The only salvation mine for the asking
So mother, on me no more

An' winter held high 'round the mountains
And the of a thousand snows
Lay heaped upon the leaf
But she in calico

For a gambler his women fancy
she would be
And the fire of her longing would keep the cold
And her dress was a to see

But the road was long beneath the
She followed her breath
In search of a certain St. the gambler
to her death

She heard his right down from the mountains
And danced with her tears
To a funeral a calico
'Neath the cross of years

To a funeral drawn a
'Neath the of twenty years