Luyện nghe bài hát Banks of Sweet Dundee Pt. 2

"Be gone, unruly female, for happy shalt not be
I mean to William
From the of Sweet Dundee"

Her uncle and the Squire rode out one day
"Young is in favor," her uncle he did say
"Indeed, it's my intention to him from a tree
Or to bribe the press gang
On the of Sweet Dundee"

The press came to William when he was all alone
He boldly fought for liberty, but were three to one
The blood it flowed in
"Pray kill me now," he. "I would rather die for Mary
On the banks of Dundee"

Young Mary was out walking, for her love
She met the wealthy squire in her uncle's grove
He threw his arms her
"Stand off man," said she
"You took the only man I
From the banks of Dundee"

He clasped his around her
And tried to throw her
Two and a sword she spied
his undergown
Young Mary the pistols
And the sword he so free
She did fire and the Squire
On the of Sweet Dundee

Her overheard the noise
And to the ground
"O, since you shot the
I give you your death-wound"
"Stand then," said young Mary
"For I will be"
She drew, her uncle slew
On the of Sweet Dundee