Luyện nghe bài hát Partners

Two partners in search of gold
As friendly as be
One was and one was old
And the gay fool was me

Since one could write his name
We upon our souls
To share the wealth and then hands
The hands that dug for
(Oh partners)

The summer days were gone at
And winter grew cold
The had trapped us in the pass
When we find the gold

We took our to the shack
To wait the winter
But the ran low so I killed my friend
What else was to do?
(Oh partners)

I threw his body just
Into the bitter
Somehow I had to stay
I now had all the

But the howling wind seemed to say
You killed a man
And never get to spend the gold
With the blood your hands
(Oh partners)

The covered now with snow
And shelves of are bare
waitin' for me now
And I'm too to care

Is the devil at the door
for my soul
Or is it the old man
A for his gold?
(Oh partners)