Luyện nghe bài hát A Pretty Girl Milking Her Cow

Twas on a morning in summer
When I first heard his speakin' low
As he to a colleen beside him
"Who's pretty girl milking her cow?"

Och many often ye met me
And told me I should be
darling, Acushla
A Lana Mavourneen, machree

girl, purty girl
With no one there to her how
The purt, purt, purty is now
her cow

I not the manners or graces
Of the girls in the where ye move
And I not their beautiful faces
But oh, I've a that can love

And if it please ye, I'll dress me in
With jewels, jewels in me
But och, be after forgettin'
Your girl milking her cow

Purty girl, cow
I'm sure this song would have never been
If the girl hadda been milking her goat
But the goat feeling well anyhow
So the pretty girl was her cow

Her cow, her cow
La, la, la, la, la, la.
La, la, la la, la, la, la la, la, la, la
A girl milking her cow