Luyện nghe bài hát These Islands Green

by Williamson

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

And all good what may betide
So dear so far
And the green and pleasant
erst I spent my days
And when the is hard and long
I oftimes call to
Old vales and Scotland's dales
And the I left behind

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

So me kindly as I go
As heaven doth
A rest and a friendly word
Are all that I
And a glass of your good bring
In the of my good cheer
And I'll think on it kindly many a
When I am gone from

take the good times with the bad
Times are nothing
learned the while that fortune smiles
On them that can
Ah but I will in Providence
No where I roam
And honest ways and days
Will us all safe home