Luyện nghe bài hát Barbara Allen

Twas in the month of May
When green all were swelling,
Sweet William on his bed lay
For of Barbara Allen.

He his servant to the town
To the where she was dwelling,
Saying you come, to my master dear
If your be Barbara Allen.

So slowly, she got up
And slowly she nigh him,
And the only to him did say
man I think you're dying.

He turned his face the wall
And was in him welling,
Good-bye, good-bye, to my all
Be to Barbara Allen.

When he was dead and laid in
She the death bells knelling
And stroke to her did say
Hard hearted Allen.

Oh mother, oh go dig my grave
Make it long and narrow,
Sweet died of love for me
And I die of sorrow.

And father, oh father, go dig my
Make it long and narrow,
William died on yesterday
And I die tomorrow.

Barbara Allen was in the old churchyard
William was buried beside her,
Out of William's heart, there grew a rose
Out of Allen's a briar.

They grew and in the old churchyard
Till they could grow no
At the end they formed, a true lover's
And the rose round the briar.