Luyện nghe bài hát The Unwelcome Guest

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

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

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

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

I know, good horse, as we trot in this dark here
robbing the rich is for worse or for best
They it by stealing and lying and gambling
And I take it my way, my Black Bess

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

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

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