Luyện nghe bài hát Hunting Girl

One day I the roads and crossed a field to go
By where the ran hard
And on the master raced behind the chased
To where the path was

One fine young lady's
the fence to clear
I unlocked the but she did wait
Until the pack had

Crop handle carved in bone, sat upon a throne
Of English leather
The of all the pack, this joker raised his hat
And talked about the

All be warned about
This high born hunting
She this simple man's downfall in hand
I the flag that she unfurled

Boot flashing
And spur necks the size of my
This hunter
Had as strange as they come, come

Unbridled passion, I took the bit in my
Her standing over me on my underneath, underneath

My lady, be discrete, I get to my feet
And go to the farm
Whilst I appreciate you are no
I might do harm

I'm not inclined to acts
If how it goes
Oh, high born girl
I'm just a normal low so and so
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh