Luyện nghe bài hát The Golden Glove

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

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

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

Coat and trousers the young girl put on
And away she went a-hunting her dog and her gun
And she hunted where the farmer he did dwell
Because in her heart oh she him so well

And she oftentimes but nothing she killed
Until this young farmer came 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 be at the wedding she cried
To on the squire and to give him his bride
Oh no said the farmer I'll a sword in my hand
By I'd gain her whenever she command

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

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

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

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

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