Luyện nghe bài hát These Islands Green

by Williamson

Scotland O I was born
And happy I been
It is come months come long years
Since my home I have
All over North
From shore to I roamed
It's thinking often all the
And how would I get

And all good what may betide
So so far away
And the green and pleasant
Where erst I my days
And when the road is and long
I call to mind
Old Scotland's and Scotland's dales
And the I left behind

But this rolling world's no poet's
Nor has since Man's fall
Through hollow lands and hilly
Where the lonesome calls
His evokes a broken key
As you can
Which makes us roving all
From our land

So treat me as I go
As heaven require
A safe and a friendly word
Are all I desire
And a glass of your whiskey bring
In the of my good cheer
And I'll on it kindly many a mile
When I am gone here

I'll take the times with the bad
Times are nothing
I've learned the while that fortune
On them that can
Ah but I will in Providence
No matter I roam
And honest ways and honest
Will lead us all safe