Luyện nghe bài hát Henry My Son

You it may seem hard to imagine
But once a time people didn't have
Any such thing as television, didn't have any
And if you to have any music
You just had to it yourself

It was only the and queens
That could to have somebody else make music for them
And you might not it would be very good music
Everybody their own music

But you'd be surprised, in every family
It like there'd be somebody who could sing a song
Or tell a story or tell a or something
And in the evening crowd around the fire
May be so warm

One man told me he learned how to play the
Because he noticed the fiddler always got to nearest to the fire
So he decided if he wants to stay warm
He better how to play the fiddle
And sing these old ballads you know, like

Where have you all the day, Randall my son?
Where have you all the day, my pretty one?
I've been to my sweetheart,
I've to my sweetheart, mother
Mother, make my bed soon, for I'm sick to my
And I would lie down

an old old song, very sad one
But I met a last November over in England
And he he knew it a different way
knows these songs different ways it seems
He says, he was a kid, all the, all the kids used to sing it

Where have you been all the day, my boy?
Where have you been all the day, my pride and
In the woods, mother
In the woods, dear
Mother be quick, I got to be and lay me down to die

What did you do in the woods all day, my son?
What did you do in the woods all day, my one?
Ate, mother
Ate, dear
Mother be quick, I got to be sick and lay me to die

What did you eat in the woods all day, my boy?
What did you eat in the all day, my saveloy?
Eels, dear
Eels, dear
be quick, I got to be sick and lay me down to die

What color was those eels, Henry my
What color was those eels, my and joy?
Green and
and yeller
Mother be quick, I got to be and lay me down to die

Those were snakes, Henry my boy
Those were snakes, my saveloy
Urgh, mother
Urgh, dear
be quick, I got to be sick and lay me down to die

What color flowers would you like, my son?
What color flowers would you like, my bun?
Green and
Green and
Mother be quick, I got to be sick and lay me to die