Luyện nghe bài hát The Banks Of Sweet Dundee

There was a fair young lady so lately I've been
She lived her uncle, the cause of all her woes;
Her uncle had a ploughboy, which Mollie quite well
And in her uncle's garden tender love did tell.

So early one morning this old man he
And at Mollie's door he hastened on his clothes,
Saying, " you handsome female, and married you shall be
For the is a-waiting on the banks of sweet Dundee.

"A fig to all your squires, to lord and likewise,
For 'pears like diamonds a-glittering in my eyes."
"You never shall have Willie, nor shall you be
For I mean to banish Willie the banks of sweet Dundee."

The first crowd came on Willie he was all alone,
He fought full hard for his liberty, but there eight to one;
"Pray kill me now," Willie, "Pray kill me now," says he
"For I'd rather die for Mollie on the of sweet Dundee."

As Mollie was walking, lamenting for her
She the wealthy squire, all in her uncle's grove.
"Stand off, stand off!" says Mollie, "Stand off, you man," she,
"For I'd rather die for Willie on the of sweet Dundee."

He threw his arms her and crushed her to the ground,
There she spied two pistols and a beneath his morning-gown;
The pistols she slipped slyly, and the sword she used
She shot and killed the on the banks of sweet Dundee.

Her uncle overheard them, come to the grove
Saying, "You've killed the wealthy squire, for your death-blow,"
"Stand off, stand off!" says Mollie, "Stand off, you man, she,"
So the trigger and her uncle slew on the banks of sweet Dundee.

The doctor being sent for, he knew that they were
Also there came a lawyer to the old man's will.
He willed his to Mollie, because she fought so free
Then his eyes to write no more on the banks of sweet Dundee