Luyện nghe bài hát Jack-A-Roe

There was a merchant
In London he did
He had a lovely
The truth to you I'll
Oh, to you I'll tell

She had a-plenty
And men of high
There was none but Jack the
Her true love would be
Oh, her true love e're be

Now Jackie's gone
With trouble on his
To his native country
And his girl behind
Oh, his darling girl

She into a tailor shop
And in men's array
And stepped on board a
To convey away
Oh, convey herself

Well before you on board, sir
Your I'd like to know
She all in her countenance
They me Jackaroe
Oh, call me Jackaroe

Your waist is and slender
Your fingers are neat and
And your cheeks too red and
To face the
Oh, to the cannon-ball

Well, I my waist is slender
My fingers are neat and
But it would not me tremble
To see ten fall
Oh, to see ten fall

The war soon being
She all around
And among the dead and
Her boy she found
Oh, her darling boy she

She picked him up all in her
And carried him to the
And for a physician who
Quickly his wounds
Oh, who healed his wounds

couple they got married
So well did they
This couple got married
So why not you and me?
Oh, so why not you and me?