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 of fortune to take the bright silver
And gold you have from 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, good horse the rich ones
How oft times we go there an unwelcome

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

No fat rich pony can e'er overtake you
There's not a rider from the east to the
Could hold you a in this dark mist and midnight
When the thieves chase their unwelcome guest

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

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

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

They'll take the money and it out equal
Just like the Bible and the prophets
The men that go riding to help poor workers
The rich will cut down an unwelcome guest