Luyện nghe bài hát Little Maggie

Oh, well, yonder stands little
With a dram in her hand
She drinkin' her troubles, oh, Lord
And foolin' man

How could I ever it
Just to see two blue eyes?
They shine just like the
the diamonds in the sky

Pretty flowers made for bloomin'
Pretty were made to shine
Pretty girls were made for to love
Maggie was made for mine

Oh, well, yonder stands little
With a glass in her hand
She drinkin' her troubles, oh, Lord
And another man

Well, they marched me down to the
my suitcase in my hand
I'm away for to leave you, my love
to a far distant land

Oh, well, sometimes I have a
And sometimes I a dime
And sometimes I ten dollars, oh, Lord
Just to pay little Maggie's

Oh, well, yonder little Maggie
With a dram glass in her
She away her troubles, oh, Lord
And foolin' man
And foolin' man