Luyện nghe bài hát Streets of Laredo

The lament or streets of laredo (1876)
By francis henry

As I walked out in the of laredo,
As I walked out in one day,
I a young cowboy wrapped up in white linen,
Wrapped up in white and cold as the clay.
"o beat the drum slowly and the fife lowly;
Play the dead march as you me along.
Take me to the valley and lay the sod o're me,
For I'm a cowboy and I know I done wrong."

"i see by your outfit your are a cowboy."
These words he did say as I stepped by.
"come sit beside me and hear my sad story;
I'm shot in the and I know I must die."

"my friends and relations they in the nation:
They not where their dear boy has gone.
I came to texas and hired to a ranchman,
O I'm a young cowboy and I know I've wrong."

"it was once in the I used to go dashing:
It was once in the I used to go gay.
First to the dram house and to the card house,
Got shot in the and I'm dying today."

"get six jolly to carry my coffin;
Get six pretty maidens to me a song.
Put of roses all over my coffin,
Put roses to the cods as they fall."

"go around you a group of young cowboys,
And tell the story of this my sad fate.
Tell one and the before they go further,
To stop their wild roving it's too late."

"go bring me a cup, a cup of cold
To cool my parched lips," the cowboy said.
Before I the spirit had left him
And to it's maker--the cowboy was dead.

We beat the drum and played the fife lowly,
And bitterly as we bore him along.
For awe all our comrade, so brave, young, and handsome,
We all loved our comrade although he'd wrong.