Luyện nghe bài hát Henry My Son

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

It was only the kings and
That could afford to have somebody make music for them
And you not think it would be very good music
Everybody making their own

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

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

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

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

Where have you all the day, Henry my boy?
Where you been all the day, my pride and joy?
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 all day, Henry my son?
What did you do in the woods all day, my one?
Ate, dear
Ate, dear
be quick, I got to be sick and lay me down to die

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

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

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

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