Luyện nghe bài hát Black Jack Davey

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

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

Pull off, off them high-heeled shoes
All made of leather
Get me on my horse
And we'll ride off
both go off together

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

At night the boss came
Inquiring about his
The spoke before she thought
"She's been with Black Jack
Rode off with Jack Davey"

Well, for me my coal-black stud
He's than 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 daylight
Till he came to a ragin'
And there he his darlin' bride
In the arms of Black Davey
Wrapped up Black Jack Davey

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

Well, she pulled off them long gloves
All made of the leather
Gave to him her lily-white
And said goodbye
Bid forever

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

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

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