Luyện nghe bài hát Bogie's Bonnie Bell

At market day in Huntley
An' it was there, I did
Wi' Bogieside, the
A twelve for to fee

Tae drive his twa best
That's a task I could do
Tae his twa best horses
In the and the ploo

Now had a dochter
Her name was
She was the lily o' the
An' the o' the dell

An' when she went out
She chose me for her
Doon by the at Cairnie
Tae watch the fishes

And when three months was scarcely
The lost her bloom
An' the red frae her bonnie cheeks
An' her eyes to swoon

Noo, the neist nine months were and gone
She tae me a son
And I was sent for tae
See could be done

I said that I marry her
But oh, that dae
For, "You're nae match for Belle
An' nae match for thee"

He me packin' doon the road
Wi' nae o' my fee
Sae a' ye lads o' Huntley
A lang tae ye

But noo marrit tae a tinker lad
Wha bides in toon
He mends pots and and paraffin lamps
scours the country roon

Maybe she's a better match
Auld canna tell
But it was me wha's the maidenheid
O' Bogie's Belle