Luyện nghe bài hát Nottamun Town

In nottamun not a soul would look up,
Not a soul would look up, not a soul would down,
Not a soul would look up, not a soul would down,
To show me the way to nottamun town.

Met the and the queen, and a company more
Come behind and a-riding before
Come a stark drummer a-beating the drum
his hands on his bosom, come marching along.

Sat on a hard, hard cold frozen stone,
Ten thousand stood me, yet I was alone
my hat in my hands for to keep my head warm,
Ten got drownded that never was born.

(repeat verse)

Jean ritchie had three more verses than the ones by fairport convention:

I rode a grey that was called a grey mare.
Grey and grey tail, green stripe down her back,
Grey mane and grey tail, green down her back,
There wa'nt a hair on her but was coal black.

She stood so still she me to the dirt.
She my hide and bruised my shirt,
From saddle to I mounted again
And on my ten I rode over the plain.

They laughed and smiled, not a soul did look gay,
They talked all the while, not a did they say,
I bought me a to drive gladness away,
And to the dust, for it rained the whole day.