Luyện nghe bài hát Peggy Gordon

Oh, Gordon, you are my darling
Come, sit you down my knee
And tell to me, the very
Why I am so by thee

I'm so in love that I can't it
My lies smothered in my breast
But it's not for you to let the know it
A troubled mind can know no

I did put my head to a glass of
It was my fancy, I do
For when I'm drinking, I'm thinking
And wishing Peggy Gordon was

I wish I was in some lonesome
Where womankind not be found
little birds sing, upon the branches
And every has a different sound

Oh, Peggy Gordon, you are my
Come, sit you upon my knee
And me, the very reason
Why I am slighted so by