Luyện nghe bài hát Lord o Whisky

The Lady Nairn four
The Sheep's Heid Inn provided
The saw me at half a score
As drunk as could be!
The company then to me
A' wit and merrily
And a' speech being bold and free
They me Lord o Whiskey

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

Here the son o' John Barley corn
The moon was riding high
I climbed the to the sky
And the Seat I took the view
And fell as tipplers do
And then when I was in my
awoke me from the deep
Burning surrounded me
Cackling screams and of glee
A fire threw up sweet
Smoked up unto the moon
Forms arose the mist
crying to be kissed
A o' cutty sarks

Were thrown into the sparks
And naked saw the advance
And and dance and dance
'On Lammas we cut the corn
And wish for golden dawn
The land o where we are born
the son, John Barley corn
As Ceres in the night
We hold our up to the light
To bring them down the head
And in a blow we the dead'
I saw that they had me
A to barbarity