Luyện nghe bài hát She's Like The Swallow

She's the swallow that flies so high,
She's like the river that never dry,
like the sunshine on the lee shore,
I my love and love is no more.
'Twas out in the meadow fair maid did go,
A-picking the prim'rose;
The more she plucked, the she pulled
she gathered her apron full.
She on yonder hill above,
To give a unto her love.
She him one, she gave him three;
She gave her for company.
And as they sat on yonder
His heart grew hard, so still.
He has two instead of one.
She says, "Young man, what you done?"
(she says:) "When I my apron low,
My followed me through frost and snow.
But now my is to my chin-
My love by and won't call in."
(he says:) "How foolish, you must be
To I love no-one but thee.
The not made for one alone;
I take delight in one."
She her roses and made a bed
A pillow for her head.
She lay her down, no did say,
let her roses fall away.
She's the swallow that flies so high,
She's like the river that never dry,
like the sunshine on the lee shore,
She lost her and she'll love no more.