Luyện nghe bài hát Rockin The Cradle

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