Luyện nghe bài hát The Tale of Solomon Snell

Listen if you will, I a tale to tell
Of an unfortunate man, the name of Solomon
And the philosophy he should embraced
That says no matter what you do, never be safe

Ring the bell, ring the for Solomon Snell
Too much trust is the road to

Rightfully nervous, he every precaution
He paid three armed men to him to Boston
But wouldn't you it, he was broke on arrival
His own men him and took off in style

So he to marry a girl who was true
And on the basis of her name he wed fidelity
She had a handsome cousin she would in Charlotte
Well, she said he was her cousin, the harlot

Ring the bell, ring the bell for Snell
He played it and it didn't end well
Ring the bell, ring the for Solomon Snell
Too trust is the road to hell

He caught yellow fever, down way
Before you knew it, they were his grave
But he was most terrified of being buried
And so to his finger a bell was

You see had arranged for a man to be paid
To for the bell when he was buried in his grave
But the man got and when the bell did sound
Solomon lived but he in the ground

No one heard a

Ring the bell, ring the for Solomon Snell
Too much trust is the road to
the bell, ring the bell for Solomon Snell
You can play it safe but it won't end

You can play it but it won't end well
You can play it but it won't end well