Luyện nghe bài hát The Little Beggarman

I am a beggarman, a-begging I have been
For three score or in this little isle of green
I'm from the Liffey down to Segue
And I'm known by the name of old Dhu

Of all the trades that's going, I'm begging is the best
For when a man is tired, he can sit and rest
He can beg for his dinner, he has nothing to do
Only cut the corner with his old rig-a-doo

I slept in the right down at Caurabawn
A wet night on and I slept until the dawn
With holes in the roof and the rain through
And the rats and the cats, they were playing

When who did I waken but the woman of the
With her white apron and her calico blouse
She to frighten, I said, "Boo
Ara, don't be afraid, ma'am, only Johnny Dhu"

I met a little flaxy-haired one day
"Good morning, little girl," I did say
"Good morning, beggarman, and how do you do
With your rags and your tags and old rig-a-doo?"

I'll buy a pair of leggings and a and a tie
And a young lady I'll fetch by and by
buy a pair of goggles, I'll color them blue
And an old-fashioned I will make her, too

the road with me pack on me back
Over the fields me great, heavy sack
With holes in me shoes and me peeping through
Singing, "Skinny-me-rink-a-doodle-o and old Dhu"

I must be to bed for it's getting late at night
The all raked and out goes the light
So now you've heard the of me old rig-a-doo
"It's and God be with you," says old Johnny Dhu
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