Luyện nghe bài hát On Top of Old Smoky

On top of Old Smokey,
All covered snow,
I my true lover
From too slow,

For a pleasure
And is grief,
But a lover
Is worse a thief.

A will just rob you
And what you have,
But a false-hearted
Will you to the grave

And the grave will you,
And you to dust.
Not one boy in a
A girl can trust.

hug you and kiss you,
And you more lies
the cross-ties on a railroad
Or in the skies.

So come, you maidens,
And to me--
place your affection
On a green willow

For the leaves, will wither,
And the roots, they die
And all be forsaken,
And know why.