Luyện nghe bài hát Nottamun Town

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

Met the king and the queen, and a company
Come a-walking behind and a-riding
a stark naked drummer a-beating the drum
With his hands on his bosom, come along.

Sat down on a hard, hard cold stone,
Ten thousand 'round me, yet I was alone
Took my hat in my hands for to keep my warm,
Ten got drownded that never was born.

(repeat verse)

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

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

She so still 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 rode the plain.

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