Luyện nghe bài hát These Islands Green

by Williamson

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

And all good what may betide
So so far away
And the and pleasant countryside
Where erst I my days
And when the is hard and long
I oftimes call to
Old Scotland's and Scotland's dales
And the love I behind

But this rolling no poet's home
Nor has been since Man's
Through lands and hilly lands
the lonesome sparrow calls
His notes a broken key
As you can
Which makes us strangers all
From our native

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

I'll take the good with the bad
are nothing sure
I've learned the that fortune smiles
On them that can
Ah but I will in Providence
No matter where I
And honest and honest days
Will lead us all safe