Luyện nghe bài hát Oxford Tragedy (Traditional Version)

Once there was a tailor boy
About sixteen years of
My hired me to a miller
That I might the trade.

I fell in with a Knoxville girl,
Her was Flora Dean.
Her cheeks, her curly hair,
I did admire.

Her he persuaded me
To take for a wife;
The devil he me
To take life.

Up stepped her so bold and gay,
So she did stand;
dear, go marry her
And her off my hands.

I unto her father's house
nine o'clock at night,
A-asking her to take a
To do prively talk.

We had not got so far
looking around and around,
He down picked up a stick
And knocks little down.

She upon her bended knees,
For she did cry:
O Johnny dear, murder me,
For I'm not fit to die.

I her by her lily-white hands
A-slung her and around;
I her off to the river-side,
And her in to drown.

I returned back to my house
About o'clock at night,
But did my miller know
What I had about.

The turned around and about,
Said:" Johnny, what blooded clothes?"
Me being so apt to take a
By at the nose.

About nine or ten after that,
Flora she was found
A-floating down by her house
Who lived in town.