Luyện nghe bài hát Henry My Son

You know it may hard to imagine
But once upon a time people have
Any such as television, didn't have any radios
And if you wanted to have any
You had to make it yourself

It was only the and queens
That afford to have somebody else make music for them
And you might not it would be very good music
making 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 joke or
And in the evening they'd crowd the fire
May be so keep

One man told me he how to play the fiddle
Because he noticed the fiddler always got to stand to the fire
So he decided that if he wants to stay
He better how to play the fiddle
And they'd sing old ballads you know, like

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

What color would you like, Henry my son?
What color flowers would you like, my currant
Green and
and yeller
Mother be quick, I got to be and lay me down to die