Luyện nghe bài hát Black Jack Davey

Black Davey come ridin' on back
A loud and merry
Made the woods him ring
And he charmed the of a lady
the heart of a lady
How old are you, my little miss
How old are you, my
She answered to him with a smile
"I'll be sixteen Sunday
Be come Sunday"

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

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

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

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

Well, saddle for me my coal-black
speedier than the gray
I rode all day and I'll all night
And overtake my lady
I'll back my lady

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

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

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

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

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

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