Luyện nghe bài hát Nottamun Town

In town not a soul would look up,
Not a would look up, not a soul would look down,
Not a soul would look up, not a soul would down,
To show me the way to fair town.

Met the king and the queen, and a more
Come a-walking and a-riding before
Come a stark drummer a-beating the drum
With his on his bosom, come marching along.

Sat down on a hard, hard frozen stone,
Ten thousand stood 'round me, yet I was
Took my hat in my for to keep my head warm,
Ten thousand got drownded that was born.

(repeat verse)

Jean ritchie had three more verses than the ones sung by convention:

I rode a grey horse was called a grey mare.
Grey and grey tail, green stripe down her back,
Grey mane and grey tail, stripe down her back,
There a hair on her but what was coal black.

She stood so she threw me to the dirt.
She tore my and bruised my shirt,
saddle to stirrup I mounted again
And on my ten toes I over the plain.

They and they smiled, not a soul did look gay,
talked all the while, not a word did they say,
I bought me a quart to drive away,
And to stifle the dust, for it rained the day.