Luyện nghe bài hát The Death of Queen Jane (Child No. 170)

Queen lay in labor
For six and more
The women grew
And the midwife gave

King Henry, he was for
On horse back and
King Henry to her
In the time of her

Oh Henry, King Henry
If you do be
Please pierce my side
And save my

Oh no Jane, good Queen
That never be
I'd lose my flower
To my baby

Jane she turned over
She all in a swoon
Her was pierced open
And the baby was

How was the morning
How was the moon
How costly the coat
Jane was wrapped in

King he weeped
He wrung his hands they're sore
The flower of
Will be no more