Luyện nghe bài hát St John The Gambler

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

For the hills cannot hold my sorrow forever
And dead men lie deep 'round the
The salvation that's mine for the asking
So mother, think on me no

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

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

But the road was beneath the feet
She her frozen breath
In search of a St. John the gambler
Stumbling to her

She heard his right down from the mountains
And danced her mothers tears
To a drawn a calico
'Neath the cross of twenty

To a funeral a calico
'Neath the cross of years