Luyện nghe bài hát Three Fishers

(John Hullah - Kingsley)

Three went sailing out into the west,
Out the west as the sun went down,
Each thought on the that loves him the best,
And the children stood watching out of the town.

For men work and women must weep,
For there's little to earn and to keep,
And the bar be moaning.

Three sat up in the lighthouse tower,
They trimmed the as the sun went down,
And they looked at the squall and they at the shower,
And the night-wrack came rolling in and brown.

For men must work and must weep,
storms be sudden and the waters be deep
And the bar be moaning.

Three corpses lay out on the sand,
In the morning gleam as the tide down,
And the were weeping and wringing their hands,
For those who never come back to the town.

For men must work and must weep,
And the sooner over, the sooner to sleep
And to that bar and its moaning.

For men must and women must weep,
And the sooner it's over, the sooner to
And good-bye to bar and its moaning.