Luyện nghe bài hát Lou Marsh

On the streets of New city
When the hour was late
There were young men armed with and guns
Young men with hate

And Lou Marsh between them
And died in his tracks
For one man is no
the city turns its back

And now the are empty
Now the are dark
So an eye on shadows
And pass the park

For the city is a
the law is out of sight
And death lurks in El
With the orphans of the

He behind a chamber
Of a he served so long
For he the prayers of distant men
Will right the wrongs

His became an alley
And his pulpit was the
And he his congregation
From the boys he to meet

And now the streets are
Now the streets are
So keep an eye on
And pass the park

For the is a jungle
the law is out of sight
And death in El Barrio
With the orphans of the

There were two approaching
In Harlem town
The smell of was in the air
The challenge was laid

He felt their blinding
And he tried to save lives
And the answer that gave him
Was their and feet and knives

And now the are empty
Now the streets are
So keep an eye on
And never the park

For the is a jungle
the law is out of sight
And lurks in El Barrio
With the orphans of the

Will Lou Marsh lie
In his cold and silent
Will his memory linger on
In those he tried to

All of us who him
now and then recall
And shed a on poverty
of us all

For now the are empty
Now the are dark
So keep an eye on
And never pass the

For the city is a
the law is out of sight
And lurks in El Barrio
With the orphans of the