Luyện nghe bài hát Black Jack Davey

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

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

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

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

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

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

Well, he rode all night till the daylight
Till he to a river ragin'
And there he spied his darlin'
In the arms of Jack Davey
Wrapped up with Black Jack

Pull off, pull off them long blue
All made of the leather
to me your lily-white hand
And we'll go home
both go home together

Well, she off them long blue gloves
All of the finest leather
to him her lily-white hand
And said forever
Bid farewell

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

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

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