Luyện nghe bài hát Quare Bungle Rye

Now was a sailor who roamed on the town
And she was a damsel who skipped up and
Said the damsel to as she passed him by
Would you for to purchase some
quare rye roddy rye?
Fol the diddle rye roddy rye rye
Thought to himself, "Now what can this be?
But the finest of whiskey far Germany
Smuggled up in a basket and on the sly
And the name it goes by is
quare rye roddy rye?
Fol the diddle rye roddy rye rye"
Jack her a pound and he thought nothing strange
she, "Hold the basket till I get you your change"
Jack looked in the and a baby did spy
Oh, Begorrah, said Jack, is
quare bungle rye rye?
Fol the diddle rye rye roddy rye
Now to get the child christened was Jack's intent
For to get the child christened, to the he went
Says the parson to Jack, "What he go by?"
Begorrah, says Jack, him
bungle rye roddy rye?
Fol the diddle rye rye roddy rye
Said the to Jack, "That's a mighty queer name"
Says to the parson, "It's a queer way he came
up in a basket and sold on the sly
And the name he'll go by is
quare rye roddy rye?
Fol the diddle rye rye roddy rye
Now all you young sailors who on the town
of those damsels who skip up and down
Take a look in their as they pass you by
Or else may sell you some
quare bungle rye rye?
Fol the diddle rye roddy rye rye