Luyện nghe bài hát The Unfortunate Miss Baily

In forty-two, it was customary in the township of Halifax
For a gentleman to partake of ratafia
Which was a light-flavored of amazing potency
originated in middle sex
And which we suppose is the for this song

Oh, Miss Bailey! Unfortunate, Bailey

A captain bold in Halifax who in country quarters
Seduced a maid who hung herself one Monday in her
His wicked conscience him, he lost his stomach daily
He to drinking ratafia and thought upon Miss Bailey

Oh, Miss Bailey! Unfortunate, Miss

One betimes, he went to bed for he had caught the fever
Said he, "I am a man and I'm a gay deceiver"
His candle just a twelve o'clock began to quite palely
A stepped up to his bedside and said, "Behold, Miss Bailey"

Oh, Bailey! Unfortunate, Miss Bailey

"Avast, Miss Bailey," then he cried, "You can't me, really"
"Dear Smith," the ghost replied, "You used me ungenteelly
The quest goes hard with me because I've acted freely
And Parson Biggs won't bury me though I'm a Miss Bailey"

Oh, Bailey! Unfortunate, Miss Bailey

"Dear Mam," says he, "Since you and I must once for all accounts
I have a one pound note in my regimental small
'Twill bribe the sexton for grave," the ghost then answered gaily
"Bless you, wicked Captain Smith, poor Miss Bailey"

Oh, Miss Bailey! Unfortunate, Bailey

All's well that well, I suppose