Luyện nghe bài hát Jack-A-Roe

There was a wealthy
In London he did
He had a lovely
The truth to you I'll
Oh, truth to you tell

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

Now gone a-sailing
With on his mind
To leave his native
And his darling girl
Oh, his girl behind

She went a tailor shop
And dressed in men's
And on board a vessel
To convey away
Oh, convey herself

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

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

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

The war soon being
She hunted all
And the dead and dying
Her boy she found
Oh, her darling boy she

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

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