Luyện nghe bài hát The Unwelcome Guest

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

And as we go riding in the damp midnight
You snort, my good pony, and you give me best
For you know, and I know, horse
the rich ones
How oftimes we go there an guest

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

No fat rich man's pony can overtake you
And there's not a rider the east to the west
Could you a light
in this mist and midnight
When the thieves
chase their guest

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

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

Yes, catch me napping one day
and they'll me
And then I'll be gone but that be my end
For my guns and my saddle always be filled
By unwelcome and other brave men

And take the money and spread it out equal
Just like the and the prophets suggest
But the man that go riding to help these workers
The rich cut down like an unwelcome guest