Luyện nghe bài hát Down In The Willow Garden

Down in the willow where me and my love did meet
we sat a-courting my love fell off to sleep
I had a bottle of burgundy wine which my true did not know
And there I poisoned that dear little girl down by the below

I drew my saber through her which was a knife
I her in the river which was an awful sight
My father often told me money would set me free
If I would murder that dear little miss whose was Rose Connelly

Now he sits by his old cabin door a his tear-brimmed eyes
Mourning for his only son out on the scaffold
My race is run the sun the devil is waiting for me
For I did murder that dear little girl name was Rose Connelly