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 cowboy wrapped up in white linen,
Wrapped up in white and cold as the clay.
"o beat the drum and play the fife lowly;
Play the dead as you carry me along.
Take me to the green and lay the sod o're me,
For I'm a young and I know I done wrong."

"i see by your that 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 breast and I know I die."

"my friends and relations they live in the
They know not where their boy has gone.
I first came to texas and 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 in the saddle I used to go gay.
First to the dram house and then to the 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 as they fall."

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

"go me a cup, a cup of cold water
To my parched lips," the young cowboy said.
I returned the spirit had left him
And to it's 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.