Luyện nghe bài hát Streets of Laredo

The cowboy's lament or streets of (1876)
By francis henry

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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