Luyện nghe bài hát The Unwelcome Guest

To the rich man's bright lodges, I in this wind
On my good horse, I call you, my shiny Black
To the playhouse of fortune, to take the bright
And you have taken from somebody 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 horse 'mongst the rich
How oftimes we go there, an unwelcome

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

No fat rich man's pony, can overtake you
And there's not a from the east to the west
Who could hold you a light in this dark and midnight
When the potbellied thieves chase the unwelcome

I don't know, good horse, as we trot in this here
That the rich is for worse or for best
They take it by stealing and lying and
And I take it my way, my shiny Black

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

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

And they'll the money and spread it out equal
like the Bible and the Prophets suggest
But men that go riding, to help poor workers
The will cut down like an unwelcome guest