Luyện nghe bài hát Quare Bungle Rye

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