Luyện nghe bài hát The Sheep Stealer

The Sheep
I am a brisk lad but my is bad,
And I am most poor.
Oh, indeed I intend my for to mend
And to build a house on the moor, brave boys
And to build a down on the moor.
The farmer he do fat oxen and sheep
In a little nag on the downs.
In the middle of the night when the do shine bright,
There's a of work to be done, brave boys,
There's a number of to be done.
I'll roam all around in another man's ground,
And I'll a fat sheep for my own.
Oh, I'll end his by the aid of my knife
And I will carry him home, brave boys,
And then I carry him home.
My children pull the skin from the ewe
And I'll be in a place there's none.
When the constable do come, I'll stand my gun
And swear all I have is my own, boys,
And all I have is my own.
From Lloyd, Song in England
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