Luyện nghe bài hát Sir Patrick Spens

The king sat in Dunfermline
Drinking of the red wine
"Where can I get a good sea
To sail mighty ship of mine?"

Then up there spoke a boy
at the king's right knee
"Sir Spens is the very best seaman
That ever sailed the sea"

The king has written a broad
And sealed it up his own right hand
Sending unto Sir Patrick
To come to him at his

"An enemy then must be
Who a lie concerning me
For I was never a good seaman
Nor ever do to be"

"Last I saw the new, new moon
the old moon in her arm
And that is the since we were born
That means be a deadly storm"

They had not upon the sea
A day, a day, but three
When loud and boisterous grew the
And and stormy grew the sea

Then up came a mermaiden
A comb and glass, all in her
"Here's a health to you, my young men
For you'll not see dry again"

"Oh, long may my lady
With a in her hand
she sees my bonny ship
Come sailing home to dry land"

Forty off Aberdeen
The water's fifty fathoms
There good Sir Patrick Spens
With the Scots at his feet