Luyện nghe bài hát John Barleycorn

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

they put poor Barley into a sack an a an rainy day
and took him out to cornfields and buried him in the
frost and snow began to and dew began to fall
when put up his head and he soon surprised them all

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

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

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

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

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