Luyện nghe bài hát Under Her Apron

Under Her
A pretty girl all in the month of May,
She's gathering just at the break of day,
But before she come home she had a little son,
And she rolled him her aperon.
Well, she cried on the threshold and she in at the door,
And she folded in her that pretty babe she bore,
Says her father: "Where you been, my pretty Jane,
And what's you got underneath your aperon ?"
"Father, dear father, it's nothing," then she,
"It's only my new gown and that's too for me,
And I was afraid it would in the dew,
So I rolled it my aperon."
In the of the night when all were fast asleep,
pretty little baby, oh, it begin to weep.
He "What little dicky bird is crying out so shrill
In the bedroom among the maidens?"
"O father, dear father, it's then," says she.
"It's a sweet little dicky bird that to my knee,
And l'll lay it to my breast and I'll for it a nest,
So it don't wake too in the May morning."
In the third part of the night, when all were asleep,
This little baby, oh, it begin to weep.
"Oh, what's that baby that's out so clear
In the among the pretty maidens?"
"O father, dear father, it's then" says she,
"It's just a pretty baby someone give to me.
Let it lie, let it sleep night along o' me,
And tell you its daddy in the May morning."
"Oh, was it by a man or was it by a brown,
Or was it by a ploughing-boy up and down,
That give you the stranger to wear your new gown,
That you rolled up underneath your ?'
"lt's neither by a black man, neither by a brown.
I got it from a sailor boy that the watery main.
lt was him me the stranger to wear with my new gown,
That I rolled it my aperon."
"Oh, was it in the kitchen got, or was it in the
Was it in the cow-shed or up again the
I wish I had a firebrand to burn the building
Where you met him on a May morning."
"It in the kitchen got, it wasn't in the hall.
It in the cow-shed nor up again the wall.
It was down by yonder spring where them little birds do
I met him in the dew on a May morning."
From Folk Song in England,
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