Luyện nghe bài hát Streets Of Laredo

As I walked out in the of Laredo
As I out in Laredo one day
I spied a poor cowboy wrapped up in white
Wrapped up in white as cold as the clay

I see by your outfit that you are a
words he did say as I boldly stepped by
Come sit down me and hear my sad story
I was in the breast and I know I must die

Oh the drum slowly and play the pipe lowly
Play the march as you carry me along
Take me to the green valley there lay the sod me
For I'm a young I know I've done wrong

Oh fetch me a cup a cup of water
To cool my hot lips the poor cowboy
Before I returned the spirit had him
And to its Maker the cowboy was dead