Luyện nghe bài hát Under Her Apron

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