Luyện nghe bài hát The Little Musgrave

As it out upon a day
As many in the
Musgrave to the did go
To see fair ladies

And some came in red velvet
And came down in pall
And the last to come down was the lady
The of them all

cast a look on the little musgrave
As bright as the sun
And then this little musgrave
This lady's love won

day good day you handsome youth
God make you and free
What would you give day musgrave
To lie one night me

I dare not for my lands,
I dare not for my
For the ring on your white shows
You are lord barnard's

Lord to the hunting gone
And I hope he'll never
And you shall slip his bed
And keep his warm

There's for to fear musgrave
You have to fear
I'll set a outside the gate
To watch til morning

And woe be to the little
And an ill may he die
For away to the green wood
As fast as he fly

And when he came to the water
He fell on his and swam
And he came to the other side
He took to his and ran

And when he came to the wood
'twas as dark can be
And he found barnard and his men
Asleep beneath the

Rise up up master he said
up and speak to me
Your in bed with little musgrave
Rise up right

If this be truth you to me
Then gold be your fee
And if it be you tell to me
Then you shall be

Go saddle me the black he
Go me the grey
And you not the horn said he
Lest our coming it betray

Now there was a man in lord barnard's
Who loved the little
And he blew his horn loud and shrill
Away away

I I hear the morning cock
I I hear the jay
I think I hear barnard's horn
Away musgrave

Lie still, lie still, you little
And me from the cold
It's nothing but a boy
Driving his flock to the

Is not hawk upon it's perch
steed is eating hay
And you a gay lady in arms
And yet you away

So he's turned him right and about
And he fast asleep
And he woke lord barnard's men
standing at his feet

And how do you like my bed
And how do you my sheets
And how do you like my fair
That in your arms asleep

It's well I like bed he said
And well I like sheets
But better I like your fair
That lies in my arms

Get up, get up young man he
Get up as as you can
For it never be said in my country
I slew an man

I two swords in one scabbard
Full they cost my purse
And you have the best of them
I shall have the

So slowly, so slowly he up
And he put on
And down the stairs he goes
Thinking to be

And the stroke little musgrave took
It was both and sore
And down he fell at feet
And word he never more

And how do you like his cheeks,
And how do you like his
And how do you like his body
Now no life within

It's I like his cheeks she said
And well I like his
And better I his fair body
Than all your and kin

And he's up his long long sword
To strike a mortal
And through and through the heart
The cold it did go

As it fell out a day
As in the year
to the church did go
To see ladies there