Luyện nghe bài hát Pretty Maid, The

It was on a fine summer's
The birds sweetly tune on each
And as I walked out for my
I saw a milking a cow

Her voice was so enchanting,
Left me quite to go
My heart, it was loaded with
For the maid milking her cow

Then to her I made my
"Good morrow beautiful maid
Your beauty my so entrances"
"Pray sir do not banter," she

"I'm not such a rare precious
I should enamour you so
I am but a little milk girl,"
Says the maid milking her cow

The afford no such jewel
So bright, so clear
I do not add to my funeral
Consent but to know me my

Oh, had I the Lamp of
Or the that gold mines can bestow
I'd rather be poor in a
With the girl milking her cow.