Luyện nghe bài hát The Golden Glove

Oh it's of a young squire in tamworth we
And he courted a daughter so fair
For to marry her it was his
And the friends and had given their consent

Now a date was for their wedding day
And the farmer he was to give her away
But as soon as the this farmer did spy
Her was inflamed and bitterly she did cry

And she from the squire but nothing she said
But instead of married she took to her bed
And the thoughts of the so ran in her mind
A way for to him she quickly did find

Coat waistcoat and the young girl put on
And away she a-hunting with her dog and her gun
And she around where the farmer he did dwell
Because in her oh she loved him so well

And she oftentimes fired but nothing she
Until this farmer came into the field
And to talk him it was her intent
With her dog and her gun then to him she went

Oh I thought you be at the wedding she cried
To wait on the squire and to give him his
Oh no said the farmer I'll take a sword in my
By honor I'd gain her she command

And the lady was when she heard him so bold
And she gave him a glove was made out of gold
And she told him that she found it (as? ) she was coming
As she went out with her dog and her gun

And this lady went with a heart full of love
And she gave out a notice that she'd lost her
And found it and he brings it to me
Whoever he is then my shall be

The farmer he was when he heard of the news
And with a heart full of to the lady he goes
Oh lady oh lady I've picked up your
And I that you'll be pleased for to grant me some love

Oh it's already (and? ) I will be your bride
For I the sweet breath of the farmer she cried
I'll be mistress of dairy and I'll milk all your cows
While me jolly old farmer goes on his plow

And it's when got married and they told of the fun
How she'd gone out a-hunting her dog and her gun