Luyện nghe bài hát Sir Patrick Spens

The king sat in Dunfermline
of the blood red wine
"Where can I get a good sea
To this mighty ship of mine?"

Then up spoke a bonny boy
Sitting at the right knee
"Sir Patrick Spens is the best seaman
That sailed upon the sea"

The has written a broad letter
And sealed it up with his own right
Sending word Sir Patrick
To come to him at his

"An enemy then this be
Who told a lie me
For I was never a very good
Nor ever do to be"

"Last night I saw the new, new
the old moon in her arm
And that is the since we were born
That means there'll be a storm"

They had not upon the sea
A day, a day, but three
When loud and boisterous the wind
And loud and grew the sea

Then up there came a
A comb and glass, all in her
"Here's a health to you, my merry men
For not see dry land again"

"Oh, long may my lady
a lantern in her hand
Before she sees my ship
sailing home wards to dry land"

Forty off Aberdeen
The fifty fathoms deep
lies good Sir Patrick Spens
With the Scots at his feet