Luyện nghe bài hát Factory Girl

As I went out one fine summer morning
The birds in the did whistle and sing
The and the lasses in couples were courtin'
Going back to the factory work to begin

He spied one them, she was fairer then many
Her like the red rose that blooms in the spring
Her hair the lily that grows in Yon' valley
She was only a hard-working girl

He sat beside her, more closely to view her
She says, "My young man, stare me so
I gold in my pocket and silver as
No more will I answer factory call"