Luyện nghe bài hát The Cherry Tree Carol

was an old man and an old man was he,
and he has Mary, the queen of Galilee,
and he has Mary, the queen of Galilee

As and Mary walked in the garden green,
where the cherries hung heavy on every

"Pick me cherries, Joseph,
me some cherries, do,
pick me cherries, Joseph,
that on the bough"

But up spoke old with his words so unkind:
"Let the man gather the cherries owneth the child"

up spoke our Saviour all in his mother's womb:
"Bow down, thou lofty tree, that Mary may have some"
The very top branches bowed down to her
"Now you can see, Joseph, are cherries for me"

As was walking he heard an angel sing
"This night shall be the time of Christ, the heavenly King

He neither shall be in house nor in hall
nor in the place of paradise but in an stall
He neither be clothed in purple nor in pall
but in the white linen that's used in babies all
He shall be rocked in silver nor in gold
but in a wooden manger that on the mould