Luyện nghe bài hát Streets of Laredo

The cowboy's or streets 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 wrapped up in linen,
Wrapped up in linen and cold as the clay.
"o beat the drum slowly and the fife lowly;
Play the march as you carry me along.
me to the green 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 down me and hear my sad story;
I'm shot in the and I know I must die."

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

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

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

"go around you a group of young cowboys,
And them 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 returned the spirit had him
And gone to maker--the cowboy was dead.

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