Luyện nghe bài hát Jack-A-Roe

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

She had a-plenty
And men of degree
There was none but the sailor
Her love e're would be
Oh, her love e're could be

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

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

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

Your is light and slender
Your fingers are neat and
And cheeks too red and rosy
To the cannonball
Oh, to the cannon-ball

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

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

She him up all in her arms
And him to the town
And for a physician who
Quickly healed his
Oh, who quickly healed his

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