Luyện nghe bài hát Saucy Sailor

Come my own one, my fair one
now unto me
Could you fancy a poor lad
Who has come from sea?

You are ragged love, you are love
And your clothes much of tar
So be gone you sailor lad
So be gone, you Tar

If I am love and I am dirty love
And my clothes smell of tar
I silver in my pocket love
And gold in great

And then when she him say so
On her bended knees she
I will marry my dear
For I love a lad so well

Do you that I am foolish love?
Do you think that I am
For to wed with a poor girl
no fortune's to be had

I will cross the briny
I will and sing
And since you refused the offer love
other girl shall wear the ring

I am frolicsome, I am
Good tempered and
And I don't a single pin my boys
What the thinks of me