Luyện nghe bài hát My One and Only Highland Fling

Though we're called a people of mind,
'Tis we dance, 'tis often we sing.

And bein' as as all human-kind,
We aren't to havin' a fling.
I'm the fling of a lifetime.
The of a husband and wife-time.

I a-went romancing
I no thought to any wedding ring.
Every lassie was
My fling.

A-no chance was I
I' a-m not the man ya on a string.
I was canny for the
Real, thing.

A-though I danced each girl in a twist and
Ney one do.
And I went a-my way the fatal day
In the I was flung a-with you.
Oh

Now my is prancin'
A-gay as a lark and as a king.
The years weather, in the hame on the heather,
With my one and highland fling.
I thought you fallin' for Andy MacPherson.

Ney, ney. He an impossible person.
But what you and that Connie MacKenzie?
She talked when I and drove me to frenzie.
But what of the lad known as MacDougal?

It to be thrifty, but he was too frugal.
And weren't ya about Megan McDerrmot?
I her cooking. T'would make me a hermit.
How jealous I was of McCutcheon.

His neck had a head on, but wasn't much in.
And what Sandy?

His were too handy.
And wasn't a Jenny?

I'm not any
I'm not any but you.

When I went
No lad I was encouragin'.
Every lackly was
My fling.

No I was glancin'.
Well, nothin' really a-mentionin'.
Hopin', watchin', for the
Real, thing.

Though spoke me soft in the moonlit oft',
Ney one do.
'Til it to pass to this lucky lass
In a fling I was flung you.
Oh

Now my is prancin'.
about ya I'd be alterin'.
The years I'll weather, in the on the heather,
me one and only highland fling.