Luyện nghe bài hát Sir Patrick Spens

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

up there spoke a bonny boy
Sitting at the king's right
"Sir Spens is the very best seaman
ever sailed upon the sea"

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

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

"Last night I saw the new, new
With the old in her arm
And is the sign since we were born
That means be a deadly storm"

had not sailed upon the sea
A day, a day, but barely
loud and boisterous grew the wind
And and stormy 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 look
a lantern in her hand
Before she sees my bonny
Come sailing home to dry land"

Forty miles off
The water's fifty deep
There lies good Sir Spens
With the lords at his feet