Luyện nghe bài hát Maid Of The Sweet Brown Knowe

MAID OF THE SWEET KNOWE
all ye lads and lasses, and hear my mournful tale,
Ye tender hearts that for love to sigh you will not fail,
'Tis all about a young man, and my will tell you how
He lately came of the Maid of the Sweet Brown Knowe.
Said he, "My pretty fair maid, could you and I agree,
To join our hands in wedlock bands, and we will be;
We'll our hands in wedlock bands, and you'll have my plighted vow,
That do my whole endeavors for the Maid of the Sweet Brown Knowe.
Now this and pretty fickle thing, she knew not what to say,
Her did shine like silver bright, and merrily did play;
she, "Young man, your love subdue, I am not ready now,
And I'll spend season at the foot of the Sweet Brown Knowe."
"Oh," says he, "My young fair maid, now why do you say so?
Look down in yonder valley where my crops do grow.
Look down in yonder valley at my and my plough,
All at their labor for the Maid of the Sweet Brown Knowe."
"If they're at their labor, kind sir, it is not for me.
I've heard of your behavior, I have, sir, " said she;
"There is an inn where you drop in, I've the people say,
Where you rap and you call and you pay for all, and go by the break of
day."
"If I rap and I call and I pay for all, my is all my own.
I've spent aught of your fortune, for I hear that you've got none.
You thought you had my poor heart broke in to you now,
But I'll leave you where I found you, at the foot of the Brown Knowe."
Recorded by Ives and several Clancys
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