Luyện nghe bài hát The Unwelcome Guest

To the rich man's lodges, I ride in this wind
On my good horse, I you, my shiny Black Bess
To the playhouse of fortune, to the bright silver
And 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 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 pace easy, for home soon like lightning
We will be riding, my shiny Black Bess

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

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

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

Yes, they'll catch me napping, one day and they'll me
And then I'll be gone but won't be my end
For my guns and my will always be filled
By unwelcome travelers and other men

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