Luyện nghe bài hát The Three Fine Daughters Of Farmer Brown

(Clem.)
breaking in halifax county
the fine daughters
of Brown
heads of the boys
in the
whistles from
the men
no one knows why they rowin'
the three fine
of Farmer
they didn't that
the on the river
be the three sisters
they'd all drown
widower Brown had a girl nellie
she was the
the of three
she her daddy's well
sickle and carve "kill men"
in the sycamore
the men
but she'd keep her
never cracked a smile played it coy
some say as tender as a petal
she'd act
''cause her wanted a boy
old man brown had a named Dottie
the button
and the vane of the three
she'd her daddy's
fat leather strap
and whip
call her Dorothy
the men would her
and she would repay
and 'em where they'd
it safe to kiss
like the barn or the
or the parlor
that'd keep 'em
from her fist

Farmer had a girl named becca
she was the
and most of all
she take her daddy's
james bible
and go study
at the hall
the men avoid her
she would condemn them
for cussin' and
and the browns
she'd say "repent and god forever
the of sin's
not as as it sounds."
one day the
with in common
upon an abandoned row boat
maybe their sense of had
pushed the three girls
to set the ship
they didn't
the of the river
the current
that pulled down
it was the due to the
weight of denim
but the three girls
never found
some may
the singing of the
lured in the
who'd and drown
some say still hear the fightin' and
the and the preachin'
of the of Farmer Brown