Luyện nghe bài hát The Golden Glove

Oh it's of a young squire in we hear
And he courted a nobleman's daughter so
For to her it was his intent
And the and relations had given their consent

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

And she turned from the squire but nothing she
But of getting married she took to her bed
And the thoughts of the farmer so ran in her
A way for to have him she did find

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

And she oftentimes fired but she killed
this young farmer came into the field
And to talk him it was her intent
With her dog and her gun to meet him she went

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

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

And this went home with a heart full of love
And she gave out a notice she'd lost her glove
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 a heart full of love to the lady he goes
Oh oh lady I've picked up your glove
And I hope that you'll be for to grant me some love

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

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