Luyện nghe bài hát Streets of Laredo

The cowboy's lament or of laredo (1876)
By francis maynard

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

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

"my friends and relations live in the nation:
know not where their dear boy has gone.
I first came to texas and to a ranchman,
O I'm a cowboy and I know I've done 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 then to the house,
Got in the breast and I'm dying today."

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

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

"go bring me a cup, a cup of water
To cool my lips," the young cowboy said.
Before I the spirit had left him
And gone to maker--the cowboy was dead.

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