Luyện nghe bài hát Barbara Allen

Twas in the merry of May
When buds all were swelling,
Sweet William on his bed lay
For love of Allen.

He sent his servant to the
To the where she was dwelling,
you must come, to my master dear
If name be Barbara Allen.

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

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

When he was dead and in grave
She heard the bells knelling
And stroke to her did say
Hard Barbara Allen.

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

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

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

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