Luyện nghe bài hát Rockin The Cradle

Rockin' The
On a summer's evening I chanced to go roving
by the clear river I rollicked along.
I an old man making sad lamentation;
He was rocking the and the child not his own.
Hi ho, hi ho, my laddie lie aisy
For perhaps your own might never be known.
I'm sitting and and rocking the cradle,
And the baby that's none of my own.
When first that I married inconstant mother
I thought myself to be blessed with a wife.
But for my misfortune, I was mistaken
She's proved a curse and a plague on my life.
She out every night to a ball or a party
And leaves me rockin' he cradle alone.
The innocent laddie he calls me his
But little he knows that none of my own.
Now all ye young men that's inclined to get married
Take my advice and let the alone.
For by the Lord Harry, if you marry
They'll leave you with a that's none of your own.
(or "and swear it's own".)
Recorded by Clancys, Ian Folk Group, Ed Trickett, Buffy
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