Luyện nghe bài hát Black Jack Davey

Black Jack Davey come ridin' on
A whistlin' loud and
the woods around him ring
And he charmed the of a lady
Charmed the of a lady
How old are you, my little miss
How old are you, my
She answered to him with a smile
"I'll be come Sunday
Be come Sunday"

Come and go with me, my pretty miss
Come and go with me, my
Take you where the grows green
You will want for money
You never want for money

off, pull off them high-heeled shoes
All made of leather
Get behind me on my
And ride off together
both go off together

Well she pulled off high-heeled shoes
of Spanish Leather
Got him on his horse
And they rode off
They rode off together

At the boss came home
about his lady
The spoke before she thought
"She's been with Black Davey
Rode off with Black Davey"

Well, saddle for me my stud
He's speedier than the
I rode all day and ride all night
And overtake my lady
I'll bring my lady

Well, he rode all night till the daylight
Till he came to a river
And there he spied his bride
In the arms of Black Davey
Wrapped up with Black Davey

Pull off, off them long blue gloves
All made of the finest
Give to me your hand
And go home together
both go home together

Well, she pulled off them long blue
All of the finest leather
Gave to him her lily-white
And said goodbye
Bid farewell

Would you forsake your and home
Would you forsake baby?
Would you your husband too
To go with Black Davey
off with Black Jack Davey?

Well, I'll my house and home
And I'll my baby
I'll forsake my too
For the love of Jack Davey
Love my Black Jack

night I slept in a feather bed
Between my and baby
Tonight I lay on the banks
In the arms of Black Davey
Love my Black Davey