Luyện nghe bài hát The Bogle Bo Or Bugaboo

The Bo (or Bugaboo)
When I was in my and learning of my trade,
I courted my master's daughter, which made my right glad.
I her both summers days and winter nights also
But I never could her favor win till I hired the Bo.
Day being gone, and night coming on, my he took a sheet
And straight into her room he went just like a spirit.
She (went) running up and down, not knowing where to go
But right into my bed she for fear of the Bogle Bo.
And so my true and me, (we both) fell fast asleep,
But ere the at fair daylight, sore, sore did she weep
Sore, did she weep; sore, sore did she mourn
But ere she and put on her clothes, the Bogle bo was gone.
You've the thing to me last night, the thing you cannot shun
You've taen me my maidenhead, and I am quite undone.
You've from me my maidenhead, and brought my body low
But, sir, if you'll marry me, I will be your jo.
Now he's married her and her hame, and it was but his part
She's proved to him a wife, and joy of all his heart;
He never told her of the joke, nor ne'er to do
But aye when his smiles on him, he minds the Bogle bo.
note: Foggy Dew variant; by John Bell (1783- ??);
printed in Lloyd's Song in England. Lloyd suggests that the
mysterious "foggy dew" of later is a corruption of this
in any case, it makes for a reasonable explanation, and this
version tells a good story. LLoyd give a tune, but it
fits nicely to th "Banks and Braes" version of Dew" Words
in were inserted by RG to attempt scansion. RG
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