Luyện nghe bài hát Farrow, Darcy

Where the Walker down through the Carson Valley plain
There lived a maiden Farrow was her name
The daughter of old Dundee and a one was she
The sweetest flower that bloomed the range.

Her voice was as sweet as the candy
Her touch was as as a bed of Eider-down
Her eyes shone as the pretty lights
That in the night out of Yerrington town.

She was by a young Vandermeer
And quite handsome was he as I'm to
He gave her silver rings and things
And she promised to wed before the snows that year.

But her he did stumble and he did fall
Her dying cut the from us one and all
Young Vandy in his pain put a in his brain
And we buried them as the snow began to fall.

They sing of Darcy Farrow where the runs through
They tell of her beauty in City, too
At dusky to her name they drink a round
And to young Vandy whose was true.