Luyện nghe bài hát Barque In The Harbour

From a barque in the harbor I went on shore
And into a pub where I was oft times before
And as I was sitting and enjoying my
Who chanced to walk in but a Spanish lass

She sat down beside me and squeezing my hand
Saying, "Sir you're a stranger not long to this
Will you roam, Johnny Sailor, would you roam with me
To some lonesome where nobody can see?"

"Don't you leave me Sailor," were the words she did cry
and weeping and wiping her eyes
When you reach home in your own
Think of the young Spaniard who kept your hand

I quickly with her for to roam
She lived by herself in a little home
She was brisk, and jolly and her age scare ninteen
And the of that maiden I think was Irene

One fine summer's morning our ship, she set
And down by the seashore lovely she came
Waving her pocket hankerchief and wiping her
"Don't leave me Johnny Sailor," the words she did cry

"Don't you leave me Johnny Sailor," the words she did cry
Waving and weeping and wiping her
you reach home in your own Newfoundland
Think of the young who kept squeezing your hand

I'll give you farewell love on a summer's breeze
But love don't forget me when crossing the sea
And when you are married and enjoying bride
Think on the young who lay by your side

"Don't you leave me Johnny Sailor," were the she did cry
Waving and weeping and her eyes
When you reach home in own Newfoundland
Think of the young Spaniard who kept your hand
Think of the young Spaniard who squeezing your hand