Luyện nghe bài hát The Unwelcome Guest

To the rich bright lodges, I ride in this wind
On my horse, I call you, my shiny Black Bess
To the playhouse of fortune, to take the bright
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 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 pace easy, for home soon lightning
We soon will be riding, my shiny Bess

No fat rich pony, can ever overtake you
And not a rider from the east to the west
Who could hold you a light in this dark and midnight
When the potbellied chase the unwelcome guest

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

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

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

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