Luyện nghe bài hát Abilene

I fell in with a girl of nineteen
A black haired girl I Abilene
Young girl, where's your
Sadly, she replied, "I do not one"
Then it's you I'll marry with your permission

No, fine sir, they will not let me
For I am a young and you are a man without money
I'll come by your window
Tonight when they both will be

your window in a carriage, I will be waiting
They'll awake, you gone
Rub their eyes, and think dreaming
And did they think that their Abilene would leave them

Now, fine sir, where is it you take me?
Is it in the high
Or is it the deep blue