Luyện nghe bài hát Dens of Yarrow

There were sons and two of them twins
There seven sons in Yarrow
And they all did fight for their own true
In the dewy, dewy dens of

Oh mother dear, I a dream
A of grief and sorrow
I dreamed I saw my own love
In the dewy, dewy dens of

Oh daughter dear, I saw dream
Your dream of and sorrow
love today is laying slain
In the dewy, dens of Yarrow

She sought him up, she sought him
She him all through Yarrow
And she found him laying slain
In the dewy, dewy of Yarrow

Her hair, it was quarters long
And the color of it was
She wrapped it round his so small
And him home from Yarrow

Oh dear, come make my bed
Come make it soft and
For my love has died tonight
In the dewy, dewy dens of

She dressed in clean white clothes
And away to the of Yarrow
And she lay her sweet self down
And on the banks of Yarrow