Luyện nghe bài hát My Friends

The man above was a murderer the man was a thief
And I lay there in the bunk between ailing beyond
A weary armful of skin and bone wasted pain and grief

My feet were and the lifeless toes were purple and green and gray
The little flesh clung to my bones you could punch it in holes like clay
The skin on my gums was a sullen black and slowly away

I was sure in a direful fix and often I wondered why
They did not take the that was left and leave me alone to die
Or finish me off with a dose of dope so utterly was I

But no they brewed me the tea and nursed me there like a child
And the homicide he was good to me and my sores and smiled
And the thief he starved that I be fed and his eyes were kind and mild

Yet they woefully wicked men and often at night in pain
I heard the murderer speak of his deed and it over again
I heard the poor sorrowing for the dead self he had slain

I'll never forget bitter dawn so evil askew and gray
When they wrapped me round in the skins of beasts and bore me to a
And we started out with the nearest post a hundred away

I'll never forget the they broke with its tense unuttered woe
And the crunch crunch crunch as their snowshoes through the crust of the hollow snow
And my breath would fail and every beat of my was like a blow

And often times I die the death yet wake up to life anew
The sun would be all on the waste and the sky a blighting blue
And the tears would rise in my eyes and furrow my cheeks like dew

And the camps we made when their strength and the day was pinched and wan
And oh the joy of the blessed and I did dread the dawn
And how I the weary men who rose and dragged me on

And oh how I begged to rest to rest the snow was so a shroud
And oh how I cried when urged me on cried and cursed them aloud
Yet on strained all racked and pained and sorely their backs were bowed

And then it was all like a lurid dream and I for a swift release
From the ruthless ones who would not leave me to die alone in
Till I up and I found myself at the post of the Mounted Police

And there was my friend the murderer and there was my friend the
With bracelets of steel around their wrists and wicked beyond
But when they come to judgment seat may I be allowed the brief