Luyện nghe bài hát Young Hunting (tranditional version)

It on one evening late,
As the maid was to bed,
She a sound, a beautiful sound,
That made her feel glad.

She thought it was her John,
Returning from the
But who should it be but Henry,
Just from his hunting.

"Get down, get down, Henry,
And all night with me;
For the very best lodging in Town,
The best I'll to thee."

"I get down, I shan't get down,
To stay all with you;
For there's a girl in the merry green lands,
That I much better than you."

As he leaned o'er his milk-white
And kisses her three,
She held up a knife in her right
And him heartily.

"O live, O live, Henry,
Half an hour or
For the very best doctors in Town,
soon be in their care."

"O live, O live, how can I live,
How can I you see,
When l can my own heart's blood,
trinkling o'er my knee?"

She her waiting maids unto her
To his body so fair,
Saying, "Of all this finery you see here,
The you shall wear."

Some took him by his locks,
by his hands and feet,
And him in the cold, dark well,
Which was both cold and

"Lie there, lie there, Henry,
Till the flesh off your bones!
That prettier girl in the merry lands,
Shall for your return."

was a pretty parrot bird,
Sitting high a limb,
Saying, "You murdered Henry,
And in the threw him."

"Come down, come down, my pretty bird,
And sit on my right
Your cage be the finest gold,
And the of ivory."

"I won't come down, I shan't down,
To sit on right knee;
For you have Lord Henry,
And you'd murder me"

"I I had my bended bow,
My arrow and my
I'd pierce a so close your heart,
Those notes no you'd sing."

"O if you had your bow,
arrow and your string,
I'd take my flight to the merry lands
And what I'd seen."