Luyện nghe bài hát Barbara Allen

All in the month of May,
When buds all are swellin'.
Sweet on his deathbed lay for love of Barbara Allen.

He his servant to the town,
The where she did dwell in.
Saying, "Master dear has sent me here if your be Barbara Allen."

Then slowly, slowly she got up and she went to him,
And all she said there she came was, "Young man, I think you're dying.

"Don't you remember the night when we were in the tavern?
You drank a toast to the ladies there and Barbara Allen."

He turned his unto the wall,
He turned his upon her.
"Adieu, adieu, to all my friends.
And be kind, be kind to Allen."

As she was wandering on the fields she heard the bell knellin'.
And note, it seemed to say,
"Hard-hearted Allen!"

The it tolled the more she grieved,
She out a-crying.
"Oh, pick me up and me home.
I that I am dying."

They buried in the old church yard and Barbara in the new one,
And from grave, there grew a rose, from Barbara's, a green briar.

They and grew in the old church yard,
Till they could no higher,
And there tied in a true lover's knot,
The red and the briar.