Luyện nghe bài hát Down in The Willow Garden

Down in the willow
Where me and my love did
There we sat a
My love off to sleep

I'd drunk a bottle of Burgundy
My she did not know
And there I that dear little girl
the flank below

I stabbed her my dagger
An ugly knife
I threw her the river
An ugly bloody

My father up and me
That would set me free
If I would murder dear little girl
Whose name was Connelly

And now he sits by the
his tear-dimmed eyes
And now he for his own dear son
Upon the high

My is run, beneath the sun
Hell is for me
For I did that dear little girl
Whose was Rose Connelly