Luyện nghe bài hát Fair Margaret And Sweet William

Lady Margaret was standing in her own door
A comb in her long hair
When who did she spy but Sweet and his bride
As to the church yard they near

The day passed away and coming on
Most of the men were
Margaret appeared all dressed in white
Standing at his bed

She how do you like your bed
How do you like your
How do you like your young bride
That's lying in your arms

He very well do I like my bed
Much better do I like my
But most of all fair young girl
standing at my bed feet

Then he kissed her lily white hand
he kissed her cheek
Three times he kissed her cold corpsy
Then he fell into her asleep

Well the night passed and the day came on
And into the morning
Sweet William said I'm troubled in my
By the dreams that I dreamed night

Such dreams dreams as these
I know mean no good
For I dreamed my bower was full of red swine
And my bride's bed full of

He asked is Margaret in her room
Or is she out in the
But Lady lay in a cold black coffin
With her face turned to the

Throw back, throw back those snow robes
Be they ever so
And let me kiss those cold lips
For I know they'll never kiss

Then once he kissed her white hand
he kissed her cheek
Three times he kissed her corpsy lips
Then he fell into her arms