Luyện nghe bài hát Banks of Sweet Dundee Pt. 1

A simple farmers daughter, so I'm told
Her died and left her with 500 pounds in gold
She lived her uncle, the source of all her woe
As you will hear, this maiden dear did his overthrow

Her uncle had a plowboy whom Mary loved well
in her uncle's garden their tales of love did tell
There was a wealthy who oft came her to see
But still she loved her
On the banks of Dundee

Her uncle rose one and then went straightaway
And knocked at her door,
And to her did say
"Arise up, fair maiden, for lady you be
For the Squire's for you
On the banks of Dundee"

"A Fig for all you
Your lords and dukes
My hands appear to me
diamonds in my eyes"