Luyện nghe bài hát John Barbour

What ails you, my daughter
Your eyes, are so dim
Have you had any sore
Or yet been sleeping a man?

I have not had any sickness
But I know what's me
I am thinking of my own love
Who the raging sea
He sloughs the sea

He a Lord or a duke or a
Or a man of and fame?
Or is he one of my lads
Come tell me now his

He is no Lord, no nor knight
Nor a man of or fame
He is one of your lads
And Barbour is his name

Now if John Barbour is his
A lowly man is he
He said, "If John Barbour is his
Then that he'll be
Then hanged he'll be"

he called his sailors all
By one, by two, by
John Barbour was the he called
But the last came was he

he came a drippin' down
He was clothed all in
His cheeks were the roses red
His were ivory bright

He paid wages with a smile
And John he did see
He said, "If I was a as I am a man
My bed fellow you be"

Will you marry my Jane?
And her by the hand
And will you come and with me
And take charge of all my

Yes, I will marry daughter Jane
And I'll take her by the
And I will and dine with you
But to with all your land

For if you can give her one gold
Then I can give her
For I'm called Barbour
And I've plow the sea
I've plow the sea
I've plow the sea