Luyện nghe bài hát The Mermaid

It was Friday morn, we set sail
and we not far from the land.
When our Captain he spied, a so fair
a comb and glass in her hand.

And the waves do roll
And the stormy do blow
And we sailors, are skippin at the top
the landlubbers lie down below, below, below
While the landlubbers lie below

Then up the captain of our gallant ship
And a old man was he
This fishy has warned my of our doom
we shall sink to the of the sea

Then up the mate of our gallant ship
and a strappin lad was he
He I's a wife in Brooklyn by the sea
And tonight she a will be

And up spoke the cook of our ship
And a old butcher was he
He says I care much for my pots and my pans
Than I do for the of the sea

Then three times around spun our gallant
And three times spun she
times around spun our gallant ship
And she to the bottom of the sea