Luyện nghe bài hát Lord o Whisky

The Nairn provided four
The Sheep's Heid Inn more
The kirk saw me at a score
As as drunk 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 call me lord o
Please tae call me lord o
Hud yer weesht beyond

Here comes the son o' Barley corn
The moon was riding high
I the Ladder to the sky
And the Seat I took the view
And fell as tipplers do
And when I was in my dreams
Screams awoke me from the
Burning lights me
screams and shouts of glee
A fire threw up sweet
curled up unto the moon
Forms from the mist
Witches crying to be
A o' cutty sarks

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