Luyện nghe bài hát Mary Hamilton

Word is to the kitchen gone, and is to the hall
And word is up to madam the queen, and that's the of all
That Mary has borne a babe
To the highest of all

Oh rise, Mary Hamilton
and tell to me
What thou hast done with thy wee
I saw and weep by thee

I put him in a boat
And him out to sea
That he might sink or he swim
But never come back to me

Oh rise arise Mary
Arise and with me
There is a wedding in town
This night go and see

She put not on her robes of
Nor her robes of
But she put on her robes of
To ride Glasgow town

And as she into Glasgow town
The for to see
The bailiff's and the provost's wife
alack and alas for thee

Oh you need not weep for me she
You not week for me
For had I not my own wee babe
death I would not dee

Oh did my mother think
When first she me
The I was to travel in
And the I was to dee

Last night I washed the queen's
Put the gold in her
And the only reward I for this
The to be my share

Cast off, cast off my gown, she
But let my be
And tie a napkin round my
The gallows, I not see

Then by them the king himself
Looked up with a eye
down, come down Mary Hamilton
Tonight you will dine me

Oh hold your tongue, my liege
And let your be
For if you'd a mind to my life
never have shamed me here

Last night there four Marys
Tonight be but three
It was Mary Beaton and Mary
And Carmichael and me