Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad of Alferd Packer

This is the ballad of Packer
An guy to the old west

In the state of in the year of seventy-four
They the San Juan Mountains growing hungry to the core
Their guide was Alferd Packer, trusted him too long
For his character was weak and his appetite was

called him a murderer, a cannibal, a thief
It doesn't pay to eat anything but Government inspected beef

Along the Gunnison River, an camp they spied
An Indian chief approached them to stop he did try
He them of the danger in the snow that lay around
But the was in Packer for his hunger knew no bound

They him a murderer, a cannibal, a thief
It just pay to eat anything but Government inspected beef

Two cold months went slowly by, Packer came back
My comrades they all to death, I'm starving, he did moan
The Indian chief knew how he lied, he spat upon the
For belly hung out all over his belt, he'd gained some thirty pounds

called him a murderer, a cannibal, a thief
It doesn't pay to eat anything but Government inspected beef

Well, for nine long he ran away, but finally he was tried
He claimed he didn't kill them, he ate their hide
That had six democrats, until that man arrived
Well only one lives on today, he ate the other [Incomprehensible]

Eighteen years he in jail, it was a dreadful fate
For he suffered indigestion time he ate
Still, hard to blame this hungry guy who went searchin' for the mines
For when he ate his friends, he'd heard of Duncan Hines
For when he ate his friends, never heard of Duncan Hines