Luyện nghe bài hát I Have a Song to Sing, O!

I a song to sing, O
(Sing me song, O)
It is sung to the by a love-lorn loon
Who fled the mocking throng-o

It's the of a merry man moping mum
Whose soul was sad and his glance was
Who no sup and who craved no crumb
As he sighed for the love of a

Hey-di, hey-di, misery me,
He sipped no sup and he no crumb
As he sighed for the of a lady

I a song to sing, O
(What is song, O?)
It is with the ring of the songs maids sing
Who loved with a love
It's a song of a maid pearly proud
Who loved a Lord and who laughed

At the moan of the man moping mum
Whose soul was sad and his was glum
Who no sup and who craved no crumb
As he for the love of a lady

Hey-di, hey-di, me, lack-a-day-de
He sipped no sup and he craved no
As he sighed for the love of a

I a song to sing, O
(Sing me song, O)
It is sung to the of a church-yard bell
And a doleful dirge O

It's a of a popinjay bravely born
Who turned up his noble with scorn
At the humble maid pearly proud
Who loved a and who laughed aloud

At the of a merry man moping mum
Whose soul was sad and glance was glum
Who no sup and who craved no crumb
As he sighed for the of a lady

Hey-di, hey-di, me, lack-a-day-de
He sipped no sup and he no crumb
As he sighed for the love of a

I a song to sing, O
(I have a to sing)
I have a to sing, O

It is with a sigh and a tear in the eye
For it of a righted wrong-o
It's a song of the maid once so gay
Who turned on her and tripped away

From the peacock bravely born
who turned up his nose with scorn
At the humble heart that he did not
So she begged on her knees with eyes

For the love of the merry man mum
Whose soul was sad and his glance was
Who sipped no sup and who no crumb
As he sighed for the of a lady

Hey-di, hey-di, misery me,
His pains were o'er and he sighed no
For he lived in the love of a

Hey-di,
His pains were o'er and he no more
For he lived in the of a lady