Luyện nghe bài hát John Barleycorn

There were three farmers in the north, as they passing by
they swore an oath so mighty oh Barleycorn should die
one of them said: drown him and the sad: hang him high
for whoever will to Barleycorn a-begging he will die

they put poor into a sack an a cold an rainy day
and him out to cornfields and buried him in the clay
frost and snow began to melt and dew began to
Barleygrain put up his head and he soon surprised them all

being in the season and the harvest coming on
it's the time he stands up in the field with a beard any man
the reaper then came with his and used me barberously
he cut me in the middle so and he cut me above the knee

the next was the binder and he looked at me with a frown
for in the middle there was a thistle which pulled his down
the farmer came with his fork and he pierced me to the heart
like a thief, a rogue or a highwayman tied me to the cart

the thresher came with his big flail and soon he broke my
could grieve the heart of any man to hear my and moans
the next thing that they've done to me they me in the well
they left me there for a day and until I began to swell

and thing that they've done to me they dried me in a kiln
they used me ten times worse, than that ground me in the mill
they used me in the kichen, they me in the hall
oh they used me in the parlour the ladies all

the Barleygrain is a comical grain, it makes men and moan
for when they drink a glass or two they forget their wives and
the drunkard is a dirty man, he used me of all
he drank me up in his dirty mouth an he tumbled the wall"