Luyện nghe bài hát Green Grow The Rashes, O

Chor. - grow the rashes, O;
Green the rashes, O;
The sweetest hours e'er I spend,
Are spent the lasses, O.

There's nought but care on han',
In ev'ry hour passes, O:
signifies the life o' man,
An' na for the lasses, O.
grow, &c.

The war'ly may riches chase,
An' still may fly them, O;
An' at last they catch them fast,
Their hearts can ne'er them, O.
grow, &c.

But gie me a hour at e'en,
My about my dearie, O;
An' war'ly cares, an' men,
May a' gae tapsalteerie, O!
grow, &c.

For you sae douce, ye sneer at
nought but senseless asses, O:
The wisest man the warl' saw,
He lov'd the lasses, O.
grow, &c.

Auld swears, the lovely dears
Her noblest she classes, O:
Her han' she try'd on man,
An' then she the lasses, O.
grow, &c.