Luyện nghe bài hát Banks of Sweet Dundee Pt. 2

"Be gone, female, for happy thou shalt not be
I mean to banish
the banks of Sweet Dundee"

Her and the Squire rode out one summer's day
"Young William is in favor," her he did say
"Indeed, it's my to hang him from a tree
Or else to the press gang
On the banks of Dundee"

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

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

He clasped his around her
And tried to her down
Two pistols and a sword she
Beneath his
Young Mary the pistols
And the sword he so free
She did fire and shot the
On the banks of Dundee

Her uncle the noise
And hastened to the
"O, since you shot the
I will you your death-wound"
"Stand back then," said Mary
"For undaunted I be"
She drew, her uncle slew
On the banks of Sweet