Luyện nghe bài hát Barque In The Harbour

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

She sat down beside me and kept my hand
Saying, "Sir you're a stranger not to this land
Will you roam, Johnny Sailor, would you roam along me
To some lonesome spot where can see?"

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

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

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

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

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

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