Luyện nghe bài hát Darcy Farrow

Where the runs down to the Carson Valley Plain
lived a maiden, Darcy Farrow was her name
The daughter of old Dundee and a one was she
The sweetest flower that oer the range

Her voice was as sweet as the candy
Her touch was as as a bed of goose down
Her eyes bright like the pretty lights
That shone in the night out of Yerrington

She was by Young Vandamere
A fine lad was he as I am to
He her silver rings and lacy things
And she to wed before the snows came that year

But her did stumble and she did fall
Her touched the hearts of us one and all
Young Vandy in his pain put a bullet his brain
And we buried them together as the snows began to

They sing of Darcy Farrow where the Truckee through
They sing of her beauty in City too
At dusky to her name they drink a round
And to young whose love was true