Luyện nghe bài hát A Pretty Girl Milking Her Cow

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

Och times often ye met me
And me that I should be
Your darling,
A Mavourneen, Asuilish machree

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

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

And if it ye, I'll dress me in satin
jewels, jewels in me brow
But och, don't be forgettin'
purty girl milking her cow

Purty girl, cow
I'm sure song would have never been wrote
If the pretty girl hadda been her goat
But the wasn't feeling well anyhow
So the pretty was milking her cow

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