Luyện nghe bài hát The Unwelcome Guest

To the rich man's bright lodges, I in this wind
On my good horse, I you, my shiny Black Bess
To the playhouse of fortune, to take the silver
And you have taken from somebody else

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

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 Black

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

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

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

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

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