Luyện nghe bài hát Black Jack Davey

Black Jack Davey come on back
A whistlin' loud and
Made the woods around him
And he charmed the heart of a
the heart of a lady
How old are you, my pretty miss
How old are you, my
She answered to him with a lovin'
"I'll be sixteen Sunday
Be come Sunday"

Come and go with me, my pretty little
Come and go with me, my
Take you where the grass grows
You never want for money
You never will for money

off, pull off them high-heeled shoes
All made of Spanish
Get behind me on my
And we'll off together
both go off together

Well she pulled off them shoes
of Spanish Leather
Got behind him on his
And rode off together
They rode off together

At night the came home
about his lady
The servant spoke before she
"She's been Black Jack Davey
Rode off with Black Davey"

Well, for me my coal-black stud
He's speedier the gray
I rode all day and ride all night
And I'll my lady
bring back my lady

Well, he rode all night till the broad
Till he came to a ragin'
And there he spied his bride
In the arms of Black Jack
Wrapped up Black Jack Davey

Pull off, pull off long blue gloves
All of the finest leather
Give to me your hand
And we'll go home
We'll both go together

Well, she pulled off them long blue
All made of the leather
Gave to him her hand
And said goodbye
Bid farewell

you forsake your house and home
Would you your baby?
you forsake your husband too
To go with Jack Davey
off with Black Jack Davey?

Well, I'll forsake my house and
And forsake my baby
I'll my husband too
For the of Black Jack Davey
Love my Jack Davey

Last night I slept in a bed
my husband and baby
Tonight I lay on the banks
In the of Black Jack Davey
Love my Black Jack