Luyện nghe bài hát Her Mantle So Green

As I went out walking, one in June
To the fair fields, and the valleys in bloom;
I spied a pretty maid, she appeared like a queen,
With her fine robes and her mantle so green

I, my pretty fair maid, wont you come with me,
We'll join in wedlock, and married we'll be;
I will you in fine linen, you'll appear like a queen,
With your costly fine robes and your so green.

Says she, now my man, you must be excused,
For I'll wed no man, so you be refused;
To the green woods I will and shun all men's view
For the boy I love dearly lies in waterloo.

Well if you're not married, say your lover's
I fought in that battle, so I know the same.
Draw to my garment, and there you will see
His is embroidered on my mantle so green.

In the ribbon of her mantle, I did behold,
His name and his surname, in letters of
Young O'Riley, appeared in my view
He was my chief back in fame-ed waterloo

And as he lay dying, I his last cry
"If you were here lovely Nancy I'd be to die"
And as I told her story, in anguish she flew,
And the more I told her, the paler she grew

So I smiled on my Nancy, I broke your heart,
In your garden, that day we did part
And is the truth, and the truth I declare,
Oh here's your love the gold ring I wear.