Luyện nghe bài hát Bogey's Bonnie Belle

As I out by Huntley town one evening for to fee
I met with Bogey O' Cairnie and with him I did
To ride his still best horses or or harrow or plow
And do anything about farmwork that I well should

Old had a daughter, her name was Isabelle
The fairest in the valley and sure I her well
And when she went out walking she chose me for her
Down by the banks of for to watch the small fish glide

Never again to see my love at the to kiss or tell
Fare-the-well to Huntley town and bonnie belle

I put my arms around her waist and to the ground did
And there we lay by Bogey's waterside
She swore she would not of me
Nor would the horses tell, of my of the valley, my primrose in the dell

three long months were passed and gone, this lassie lost her bloom
The red fell from her cheeks, her eyes began to swoon
Nine long had passed and gone, she bore to me a son
It was that I was sent for to see what could be done

I said that I would marry her, but no, that not do
For you're no match for my bonnie girl, and not a match for you
So I took my young son in my arms, and never will
And maybe you'll mean as to me, as the girl who won my heart

Now she's married to a tinker comes from Huntley town
He sells and pans and paraffin lamps and he travels the country 'round
Maybe she's got a better match, can nae tell
So fare-the-well to town and Bogey's bonnie belle

Fare-the well to Huntley town, and Bogie's belle