Luyện nghe bài hát The Galway Shawl

At Oranmore in the Galway,
One pleasant evening in the of May,
I spied a damsel, she was and handsome
Her beauty fairly took my away.

She wore no jewels, nor diamonds,
No paint or powder, no, at all.
But she a bonnet with a ribbon on it
And round her was a Galway Shawl.

We kept on walking, she on talking,
'Till her father's cottage into view.
she, "Come in, sir, and meet my father,
And to please him The Foggy Dew."

She sat me down the fire
I could see her father, he was six tall.
And soon her had the kettle singing
All I could think of was the shawl.

I played The Blackbird and The of Barley
Rodney's Glory and The Dew
She each note like an Irish linnet.
Whilst the stood in her eyes of blue.

early, early, all in the morning,
When I hit the for old Donegal.
She goodbye, sir, she cried and kissed me,
And my heart with that Galway shawl.