Luyện nghe bài hát Banks of the Roses

A traditional song which was a likely inspiration for Where The Wild Roses Grow. Nick's is also available.

When I was a wee thing, I my mother say
That I was meant for rambling and would easy go
And before that I would work, I would sport and play
With my Johnny on the banks of red

On the banks of red roses, my love and I sat
He took out his tuning box to his love a tune
In the of the tune, his love got up and cried
Oh Johnny, lovely Johnny, you leave me?

So they and they talked until they came upon a cave
Where the night before her had spent digging on her grave
Aye, the before her darling had spent digging on her grave
On the bonnie, bonnie of red roses

Oh no, oh no, cried she, grave's not meant for me
Yes, oh yes, my darling, your bridal bed shall be
Yes, oh yes, my darling, that your bed shall be
And made her to lie down on red roses

And all on his way homeward, his heart was with fear
Every he came upon, he thought it was his dear
Yes, every maid he came upon, he it was his dear
Who he to lie down on red roses