Luyện nghe bài hát These Islands Green

by Williamson

O where I was born
And I have been
It is days come months come years
Since my home I seen
All over America
From shore to shore I
thinking often all the while
And how would I get

And all good friends what may
So dear so far
And the and pleasant countryside
Where I spent my days
And when the road is hard and
I oftimes to mind
Old Scotland's vales and 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 notes a broken key
As you can
makes us roving strangers all
From our native

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

I'll take the good times the bad
Times are sure
I've learned the that fortune smiles
On that can endure
Ah but I will in Providence
No matter I roam
And honest ways and honest
Will lead us all safe