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 Black Bess
To the playhouse of to take the bright silver
And gold you have taken from else

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

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

No fat rich pony can e'er overtake you
There's not a rider from the to the west
Could hold you a light in dark mist and midnight
When the potbellied thieves their 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 stealing and and gambling
And I take it my way, my shiny Black

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

Yes, they'll catch me one day and they'll kill me
And then I'll be 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 like the Bible and the suggest
The men that go riding to these poor workers
The rich cut down like an unwelcome guest