Luyện nghe bài hát Saucy Sailor

Come my own one, come my one
now unto me
Could you fancy a poor lad
Who has come from sea?

You are love, you are dirty love
And your clothes much of tar
So be gone you sailor lad
So be gone, you Tar

If I am ragged love and I am dirty
And my clothes smell of tar
I silver in my pocket love
And gold in store

And when she heard him say so
On her bended she fell
I will marry my Henry
For I love a sailor lad so

Do you think I am foolish love?
Do you think that I am
For to wed with a poor girl
no fortune's to be had

I will the briny ocean
I will whistle and
And since you refused the offer love
other girl shall wear the ring

I am frolicsome, I am
Good and free
And I give a single pin my boys
What the world of me