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

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

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

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

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

At the moan of the man moping mum
soul was sad and his glance was glum
Who sipped no sup and who craved no
As he sighed for the of a lady

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

I a song to sing, O
(Sing me song, O)
It is sung to the knell of a bell
And a doleful ding-dong O

a song of a popinjay bravely born
Who up his noble nose with scorn
At the merry maid pearly proud
Who loved a and who laughed aloud

At the of a merry man moping mum
Whose was sad and whose glance was glum
Who sipped no sup and who craved no
As he for the love of a lady

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

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

It is sung with a sigh and a in the eye
For it tells of a wrong-o
It's a of the merry maid once so gay
Who turned on her heel and away

the peacock popinjay bravely born
who turned up his noble nose with
At the humble that he did not prize
So she on her knees with downcast eyes

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

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

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