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

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

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

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

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

At the moan of the merry man mum
Whose was sad and his glance was glum
Who sipped no sup and who no crumb
As he sighed for the love of a

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

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

It's a song of a popinjay bravely
Who up his noble nose with scorn
At the humble merry maid pearly
Who loved a Lord and who laughed

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

Hey-di, hey-di, me, lack-a-day-de
He no sup and he craved 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 sung a sigh and a tear in the eye
For it tells of a wrong-o
a song of the merry maid once so gay
Who turned on her heel and away

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

For the of the merry man moping mum
Whose was sad and his 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,
His pains were and he sighed no more
For he in the love of a lady

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