Luyện nghe bài hát Fairmount Hill

ast night as I lay dreaming of pleasant gone by
My mind was spent on rambling to I did fly
I stepped on a vision and I followed with the wind
When next I to anchor at the rocks on Fairmount Hill
It was on the 23rd of June the day before the
When sons and daughters and friends assemble there
The young, the old, the brave, and the
Came there till they their fill
At the parish church of Thatcher, a from Fairmount Hill

I went to see old there, to see what they might say
The old were all dead and gone, the young ones turning gray
I met the broken hills, hazes on as still
See I to crash at his mother's house, when I hung on Fairmount Hill

I paid a fly and visit to my and only love
She's as as any lily, and as gentle as a dove
She threw her arm around me saying Andy I ya still
Oh, she's one Miss O'Bailey, the pride of Fairmount Hill

I dreamt I a violent war for the hand of this darling gal
Against an jealous fool by the name of Danny Gill
The clock it in the morning, it rang both loud and shrill
I awoke in California, many miles from Fairmount Hill