Luyện nghe bài hát Lord o Whisky

The Lady Nairn provided
The Sheep's Inn provided more
The kirk saw me at a score
As drunk as drunk be!
The company then to me
A' wit and merrily
And a' their speech being and free
They called me Lord o

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

Here the son o' John Barley corn
The moon was riding high
I climbed the to the sky
And from the Seat I took the
And asleep as tipplers do
And then I was in my dreams
awoke me from the deep
Burning surrounded me
screams and shouts of glee
A fire threw up sweet
curled up unto the moon
Forms arose the mist
Witches crying to be
A clamjafrae o' sarks

Were into the fiery sparks
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 where we are
Reveres the son, John Barley
As Ceres rises in the
We hold our scythes up to the
To bring them down the head
And in a we wake the dead'
I saw that they had me
A sacrifice to