Luyện nghe bài hát Sawney Beane Clan

Go ye not by
Come a while, my frein
I'll tell ye o the there -
o Sawney Bean.

There's nae body kens that he bides
For his face is seen
But tae meet his eye is tae meet fate
At the hands o Bean.

For Sawney he has taen a
And hungry bairns tae wean
And he's them up on the flesh o men
In the cave of Bean.

And Sawney has been endowed
Wi daughters and lean
And a hae taen their faither's seed
In the cave o Bean.

An Sawney's are young an strong
And their blades are sharp and
Tae spill the o travellers
Wha wi Sawney Bean.

So if you ride there tae here
Be ye wary in
Lest they catch your horse and spill blood
In the o Sawney Bean

They'll hing ye ap an cut yer
An they'll pick yer carcass
An they'll yer banes tae quiet the weans
In the o Sawney Bean.

But fear ye not, oor rides
On an errand o the
And he carries the writ of and sword
For the head o Bean.

They've hung them in Edinburgh toon
An likewise a kin
An the wind blaws on a their banes
An tae hell a hae gaen.