Luyện nghe bài hát Mary Hamilton

Word is to the kitchen gone, and word is to the
And word is up to madam the queen, and that's the of all
Mary Hamilton has borne a babe
To the highest of all

Oh rise, arise Mary
Arise and to me
What thou hast done with thy wee
I saw and heard by thee

I put him in a tiny
And him out to sea
That he might sink or he might
But he'd come back to me

Oh rise arise Mary
Arise and come me
There is a wedding in Glasgow
night we'll go and see

She put not on her of black
Nor her of brown
But she put on her robes of
To ride into town

And as she rode into Glasgow
The for to see
The wife and the provost's wife
Cried alack and alas for

Oh you need not for me she cried
You not week for me
For had I not slain my own wee
death I would not dee

Oh did my mother think
When first she me
The lands I was to in
And the I was to dee

Last night I washed the feet
Put the in her hair
And the only I find for this
The gallows to be my

Cast off, off my gown, she cried
But let my be
And tie a napkin my face
The gallows, I not see

Then by them come the king
Looked up with a eye
down, come down Mary Hamilton
Tonight you will with me

Oh your tongue, my sovereign liege
And let folly be
For if you'd a mind to save my
You'd never shamed me here

Last night there four Marys
there'll be but three
It was Mary and Mary Seton
And Mary and me