Luyện nghe bài hát The Bogle Bo Or Bugaboo

The Bo (or Bugaboo)
When I was in my prenticeship and of my trade,
I courted my daughter, which made my heart right glad.
I her both summers days and winter nights also
But I never could her favor win till I the Bogle Bo.
Day being gone, and coming on, my neighbor he took a sheet
And straight into her he went just like a wandering spirit.
She (went) running up and down, not knowing where to go
But right into my bed she went for of the Bogle Bo.
And so my true love and me, (we both) fast asleep,
But ere the morn at fair daylight, sore, did she weep
Sore, sore did she weep; sore, sore did she
But ere she rose and put on her clothes, the bo was gone.
You've done the thing to me last night, the you cannot shun
You've from me my maidenhead, and I am quite undone.
You've taen me my maidenhead, and brought my body low
But, kind sir, if you'll me, I will be your jo.
Now he's her and taen her hame, and it was but his part
She's to him a loving wife, and joy of all his heart;
He never told her of the joke, nor ne'er to do
But aye when his wife on him, he minds the Bogle bo.
note: Foggy Dew variant; Collected by John (1783- ??);
printed in Folk Song in England. Lloyd suggests that the
mysterious "foggy dew" of versions is a corruption of this
one: in any case, it makes for a explanation, and this
version tells a good story. LLoyd doesn't a tune, but it
fits nicely to th "Banks and Braes" version of Foggy Dew"
in parentheses inserted by RG to attempt scansion. RG
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