Luyện nghe bài hát Banks of The Nile

Oh hark, the drums do beat, my love, no can we stay
The bugle-horns are sounding clear and we must away
ordered down to Portsmouth and it's many is the weary mile
To join the British Army on the of the Nile

Oh Willie, dearest Willie, don't me here to mourn
make me curse and rue the day that ever I was born
For the parting of our love would be parting with my life
So stay at home, my dearest love, and I be your wife

Oh my Nancy, dearest Nancy, sure that never do
The government has ordered, and we are to go
The government has ordered, and the she gives command
And I am on oath, my love, to serve in a foreign land

Oh, but I'll cut off my hair, and I'll go along with you
I'll dress myself in and I'll see Egypt too
I'll march beneath your banner while fortune it do
And we'll comfort one another on the of the Nile

But waist it is too slender, and your fingers they are too small
In the sultry suns of Egypt, rosy cheeks would spoil
Where the cannons they do rattle, when the they do fly
And the silver trumpets sound, so loud to hide the cries

Oh, cursed be those wars, that ever they began
For they robbed our country of many's the handsome men
They've robbed us of our sweethearts while their bodies they the lions
On the dry and sandy which are the banks of the Nile