Luyện nghe bài hát John Barbour

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

I not had any sore sickness
But I know what's me
I am thinking of my own true
Who plow the sea
He sloughs the sea

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

He is no Lord, no duke nor
Nor a man of or fame
He is one of your sailor
And John Barbour is his

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

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

When he a drippin' down
He was all in white
His cheeks were like the red
His teeth were bright

He their 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 daughter
And her by the hand
And you come and dine with me
And take charge of all my

Yes, I marry your 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 her one gold piece
I can give her three
For I'm John Barbour
And plow the raging sea
plow the raging sea
I've plow the sea