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, made my heart right glad.
I courted her both summers days and nights also
But I never her favor win till I hired the Bogle Bo.
Day being gone, and night coming on, my he took a sheet
And straight into her room he went like a wandering spirit.
She went (went) up and down, not knowing where to go
But right into my bed she went for of the Bogle Bo.
And so my true love and me, (we both) fell asleep,
But ere the morn at fair daylight, 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 thing you shun
You've from me my maidenhead, and I am quite undone.
You've taen from me my maidenhead, and my body low
But, kind sir, if marry me, I will be your jo.
Now he's married her and her hame, and it was but his part
She's to him a loving wife, and joy of all his heart;
He told her of the joke, nor ne'er intends to do
But aye his wife smiles on him, he minds the Bogle bo.
note: Dew variant; Collected by John Bell (1783- ??);
printed in Lloyd's Folk Song in England. Lloyd suggests the
"foggy dew" of later versions is a corruption 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 Dew" Words
in parentheses inserted by RG to attempt scansion. RG
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