Luyện nghe bài hát The Ploughman

THE
(Robert Burns)
The Ploughman he's a lad,
His is ever true, jo,
His knit below his knee,
His it is blue, jo.
ch. Then up a', my Ploughman lad,
And hey, my Ploughman;
Of a'the that I do ken,
me to the Ploughman.
My Ploughman he hame at e'en,
He's wat and weary:
off the wat, put on the dry,
And gae to bed, my Dearie.
I will wash my hose,
And I dress his o'erlay;
I mak my Ploughman'g bed,
And him late and early.
I hae east, I hae been west,
I hae been at Johnston,
The sight that e'er I saw
Was th' laddie dancin.
stocking on his legs,
And siller buckles
A gude blue on his head,
And O but he was handsome!
me to the Barn yard,
And the Corn-mou,
I gat my Coggie fou
I met wi' the Ploughman.
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