Luyện nghe bài hát Jack-A-Roe

There was a merchant
In London he did
He had a daughter
The truth to you I'll
Oh, truth to you I'll

She had a-plenty
And men of high
There was none but Jack the
Her true love e're be
Oh, her love e're could be

Now Jackie's a-sailing
With on his mind
To leave his native
And his darling behind
Oh, his darling behind

She into a tailor shop
And in men's array
And stepped on a vessel
To convey herself
Oh, herself away

Well you step on board, sir
name I'd like to know
She all in her countenance
They call me
Oh, they call me

Your is light and slender
Your fingers are neat and
And your too red and rosy
To the cannonball
Oh, to face the

Well, I know my waist is
My are neat and small
But it would not me tremble
To see ten fall
Oh, to see ten thousand

The war soon over
She all around
And among the and dying
Her boy she found
Oh, her boy she found

She picked him up all in her
And carried him to the
And for a physician who
Quickly healed his
Oh, who healed his wounds

This couple got married
So well did they
This couple they got
So why not you and me?
Oh, so why not you and me?