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