Luyện nghe bài hát Lord o Whisky

The Lady Nairn four
The Sheep's Heid Inn more
The kirk saw me at half a
As as drunk could be!
The company then to me
A' happy wit and
And a' their being bold and free
called me Lord o Whiskey

Please tae call me o whiskey-o
Please tae call me lord o
Hud yer those beyond

Here comes the son o' John corn
The harvest was riding high
I climbed the to the sky
And from the Seat I took the
And fell as tipplers do
And then I was in my dreams
Screams me from the deep
Burning surrounded me
screams and shouts of glee
A fire threw up perfume
Smoked up unto the moon
arose from the mist
Witches to be kissed
A o' cutty sarks

Were thrown into the fiery
And naked saw the loons
And dance and and dance
'On nicht we cut the corn
And wish for yellow dawn
The land o cakes we are born
the son, John Barley corn
As Ceres rises in the
We hold our up to the light
To bring them upon the head
And in a we wake the dead'
I saw that they had me
A to barbarity