Luyện nghe bài hát Lou Marsh

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

And Lou stepped between them
And there in his tracks
For one man is no
When the city turns its

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

For the is a jungle
When the law is out of
And lurks in El Barrio
With the of the night

He left a chamber
Of a he served so long
For he the prayers of distant men
Will never the wrongs

His became an alley
And his pulpit was the
And he made his
From the he used to meet

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

For the is a jungle
the law is out of sight
And death lurks in El
With the of the night

There were two approaching
In Spanish Harlem
The smell of was in the air
The challenge was down

He felt their blinding
And he tried to save lives
And the that they gave him
Was fists 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 death lurks in El
With the of the night

Will Lou Marsh lie
In his and silent grave?
his memory still linger on
In those he to save?

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

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

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