Luyện nghe bài hát The Bogle Bo Or Bugaboo

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