Luyện nghe bài hát Sir Patrick Spens

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

Then up there a bonny boy
at the king's right knee
"Sir Patrick Spens is the very seaman
That ever sailed the sea"

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

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

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

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

Then up there came a
A and glass, all in her hand
"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 wards to dry land"

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