Luyện nghe bài hát The Unwelcome Guest

To the rich man's bright lodges I ride in this
On my good horse I you my shiny Black Bess
To the playhouse of
to take the bright
An gold you have taken from else

And as we go riding in the damp foggy
You snort, my good pony, and you me your best
For you know, and I know, good
the rich ones
How oftimes we go there an unwelcome

I've took food from the widows and orphans
And never a hard man I oppressed
So take your easy,
for home like lightening
We soon will be riding, my shiny Bess

No fat rich man's pony can ever you
And there's not a rider from the to the west
hold you a light
in this dark mist and
the potbellied thieves
chase their unwelcome

I don't good horse,
As we in this dark here
That robbing the rich is for worse or for
They it by stealing and lying and gambling
And I it my way, my shiny Black Bess

I horses good and I'm friendly to strangers
I and your running makes my guns talk the best
And the rangers and
are by the rich man
To catch me and hang me, my shining Black

Yes, they'll catch me one day
and kill me
And I'll be gone but that won't be my end
For my guns and my saddle will be filled
By travellers and other brave men

And they'll take the money and it out equal
Just like the and the prophets suggest
But the man that go to help these poor workers
The rich will cut down an unwelcome guest