Luyện nghe bài hát Fair Margaret And Sweet William

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

The day away and night coming on
of the men were asleep
Lady Margaret all dressed in white
Standing at his bed

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

He said well do I like my bed
Much better do I like my
But most of all that fair girl
That's at my bed feet

Then once he her lily white hand
Twice he her cheek
times he kissed her cold corpsy lips
Then he into her arms asleep

Well the night passed away and the day on
And into the light
Sweet William I'm troubled in my head
By the that I dreamed last night

Such dreams such dreams as
I know they mean no
For I dreamed that my bower was of red swine
And my bride's bed of blood

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

Throw back, throw back those white robes
Be they so fine
And let me those cold corpsy lips
For I know they'll kiss mine

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