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 could be!
The company then to me
A' happy wit and
And a' their speech being and free
called me Lord o Whiskey

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

Here comes the son o' Barley corn
The harvest moon was high
I climbed the to the sky
And from the Seat I the view
And fell as tipplers do
And when I was in my dreams
Screams me from the deep
Burning lights me
Cackling screams and of glee
A threw up sweet perfume
Smoked up unto the moon
arose from the mist
Witches to be kissed
A clamjafrae o' sarks

Were thrown into the fiery
And saw the loons advance
And dance and and dance
'On Lammas we cut the corn
And for golden yellow dawn
The o cakes where we are born
Reveres the son, Barley corn
As Ceres rises in the
We our scythes up to the light
To bring down upon the head
And in a blow we wake the
I saw that had cornered me
A sacrifice to