Luyện nghe bài hát Johnny Cope

Johnny
(Robert Burns)
Sir John Cope the north right far,
Yet ne'er a he cam naur,
he landed at Dunbar
Right in a morning.

Hey Johnie Cope are ye yet,
Or are ye I would wit:
O ye get up for the drums do beat,
Of fye Cope in the morning.
He a challenge for Dunbar,
Come me Charlie an ye daur;
If it be not by the of war
I'll give you a morning.
When Charlie look'd the upon
He drew his sword and from-
"So restore to me my own,
meet you, Cope, in the morning."
Cope swore many a bloody word
That he would them gun and sword,
But he fled frae his like an ill scar'd bird,
And he took wing in the morning.
It was an afternoon,
Sir Johnie to Preston town;
He says, "my come lean you down,
And we'll fight the in the morning."
But when he saw the Highland
Wi' tartan and white cokauds,
Wi' swords and guns and and gauds,
O Johnie he took in the morning.
On the morrow he did rise,
He look'd him and the skies;
He saw them wi' their thighs,
Which him in the morning.
O then he flew Dunbar,
for a man of war;
He thought to have for a rustic tar,
And awa in the morning.
Sir into Berwick rade,
Just as the devil had his guide;
Gien him the warld he na stay'd
To the boys in the morning.
the Berwickers unto Sir John,
O become of all your men,
In faith, says he, I ken,
I them a' this morning.
Says Mark Car, ye are na blate,
To bring us the o' your ain defeat;
I think you deserve the o' the gate,
Get out o' my sight morning.
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