Luyện nghe bài hát Barbara Allan

Barbara allan to bill and anne of calgary, alberta

It was in and about the martinmas
When the leaves were a fallin'
That sir john graeme o' the countree
Fell in love wi' allan
He his men down thro' the town
To the place she was dwellin'
O haste and to my master dear
Gin ye be barbara
O hooly hooly she up
To the place he was lyin'
And when she the curtain by
Young man I yer dyin'
Oh it's I am sick and very sick
And it's a for allan
O the better for me ye se be
Tho' your hearts be spillin'
ye not in the tavern sir
When ye the cups were
How ye made the healths gae round and
And slighted allan
He turned his face the wa'
And death was with him
adieu my dear friands a'
Be kind tae barbara
hooly hooly raise she up
And slowly left him
And sighing said she not stay
Since death had reft him
She gone a mile but twa
she heard the deid bell knellin'
And every jow tha the deid gied
Cried woe tae barbara
O mother make my bed
O make it and narrow
Since my love for me today
I die for him