Luyện nghe bài hát Fair and Tender Ladies

Come all ye and tender ladies,
Take how you court young men,
They're like the on a summer's morning,
they appear and then they're gone.

If I'd a before I courted,
I never would have none,
I'd a locked my in a box of golden,
And fastened it up a silver pin.

I wish I a little sparrow,
And I had wings and I fly,
I'd fly away to my own lover,
And he's talking I'd draw nigh,

But I am not a sparrow,
I no wings, nor can I fly,
I'll sit here, and weep in sorrow,
And try to my troubles by.

Do you when we first courted?
lay your head upon my breast
You could me believe
by he falling of arm
That the sun in the west.