Luyện nghe bài hát The Unwelcome Guest

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

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

I never took food 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 shiny Bess

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

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

I treat horses good and I'm friendly to
I ride and your running makes my guns the best
And the rangers and are hired by the rich 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 that be my end
For my guns and my saddle will be filled
By unwelcome travelers and other men

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