Luyện nghe bài hát The Unwelcome Guest

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

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

I never took food from the and orphans
And never a hard working man I
So take your easy for home soon like lightning
We soon will be riding my shiny Black

No fat rich man's pony can e'er you
There's not a rider the east to the west
hold you a light in this dark mist and midnight
When the potbellied thieves chase unwelcome guest

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

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

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

take the money and spread it out equal
Just the Bible and the prophets suggest
The men that go riding to help these workers
The rich will cut down an unwelcome guest