Luyện nghe bài hát The Unwelcome Guest

To the rich bright lodges, I ride in this wind
On my good horse I call you my Black Bess
To the playhouse of fortune to take the silver
And gold you have taken somebody else

And as we go riding in the foggy midnight
You snort, my good pony and you give me your
For you know, and I know, good horse 'mongst the rich
How oft we go there an unwelcome guest

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

No fat man's pony can e'er overtake you
not a rider from the east to the west
Could hold you a light in dark mist and midnight
When the potbellied thieves chase their unwelcome

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

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

Yes, catch me napping one day and they'll kill me
And then I'll be gone but that be my end
For my and my saddle will always be filled
By unwelcome travelers and other men

They'll take the and spread it out equal
like the Bible and the prophets suggest
The men that go riding to help these poor
The rich will cut down like an unwelcome