Luyện nghe bài hát Jack-A-Roe

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

She had a-plenty
And men of high
There was but Jack the sailor
Her true love would be
Oh, her love e're could be

Now gone a-sailing
With trouble on his
To leave his native
And his darling girl
Oh, his darling girl

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

Well you step on board, sir
Your name I'd like to
She all in her countenance
They call me
Oh, they call me

Your waist is light and
Your fingers are neat and
And your too red and rosy
To the cannonball
Oh, to the cannon-ball

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

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

She him up all in her arms
And him to the town
And sent for a who
Quickly healed his
Oh, who quickly healed his

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