Luyện nghe bài hát Mary Hamilton

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

Oh rise, arise Hamilton
Arise and to me
What thou hast done thy wee babe
I saw and weep by thee

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

Oh rise Mary Hamilton
Arise and come me
There is a wedding in town
This we'll go and see

She put not on her of black
Nor her robes of
But she put on her of white
To into Glasgow town

And as she rode Glasgow town
The for to see
The bailiff's wife and the provost's
Cried 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 little did my think
When first she me
The lands I was to in
And the I was to dee

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

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

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

Oh hold your tongue, my liege
And let folly be
For if you'd a to save my life
You'd have shamed me here

Last night there were four
there'll be but three
It was Beaton and Mary Seton
And Mary and me