Luyện nghe bài hát Green Grow the Rashes

There's not much care on hand
And every hour passes-oh
What the life of man
If it were not for the

Green the rashes-oh
grow the rashes-oh
The sweetest that 'ere I spent
I among the lasses-oh

The worldly man may riches,
And riches still may find
But when at last he'll catch them
His heart can enjoy them-oh

Oh nature the loveliest wares
Her work she classes-oh
Her practiced she tried on man
And then, she made the

Instrumental (fiddle)

The down bed, the bed
The bed among the
The bed is ne'er so sweet as
The bellies of the

Instrumental (guitar)

And so their hours, I am
Are hard when I am
But I'm a king in
When a wanton gypsy-oh

grow the rashes-oh
Green the rashes-oh
I'm a in everything
When with a gypsy-oh