Luyện nghe bài hát Streets of Laredo

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

As I walked out in the of laredo,
As I walked out in one day,
I spied a young cowboy up in white linen,
Wrapped up in 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 green and lay the sod o're me,
For I'm a young cowboy and I I done wrong."

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

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

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

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

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

We the drum 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 although he'd done wrong.