Luyện nghe bài hát Mary Hamilton

Mary
trad.
Word is to the kitchen gone and is to the hall,
And word is up to Madam the and that is the worst of all.
That Mary Hamilton's a child, to the highest Stuart of all.
"Arise,arise Hamilton, Arise and tell to me,
What hast thou done with thy wee I heard and I saw weep by thee ?"
"I put him in a tiny boat, and him out to sea,
That he might sink or he might swim, but he'd never come to me."
"Arise, arise Mary Hamilton, and come with me;
There is a in Glasgow town, this night we'll go and see."
She put not on her robes of nor her robes of brown.
But she put on her robes of white,to into Glasgow town.
And as she rode Glasgow town the city for to see,
The baliff's wife and the provosts wife "ach and alas for thee."
"Ah you need not for me," she cried,"you need not weep for me.
For had I not slain my own wee babe night I would not die."
"Ah little did my think when first she cradled me,
The lands I was to to and the death I was to die."
"Last night I washed the Queen's feet and put the in her hair,
And the only I find for this is the gallows to be my share."
"Cast off,cast off my gown," she cried,"but let my be,
And tie a napkin 'round my face;The gallows I not see."
Then by and by the King himself, looked up with a pitiful eye,
"Come down, come down Mary Hamilton, Tonight, dine with me."
"Ah hold your tongue, my soverign leige, and let your be;
For if you'd a mind to save my life, you'd never have me here."
"Last night were four Marys,tonight there'll be but three.
There was Mary Beaton and Mary and Mary Carmichael and Me."