Luyện nghe bài hát Three Fishers

(John Hullah - Kingsley)

Three fishers sailing out into the west,
Out the west as the sun went down,
Each thought on the woman that him the best,
And the children stood watching out of the town.

For men must work and women weep,
For there's little to earn and to keep,
And the bar be moaning.

Three wives sat up in the tower,
They trimmed the lamps as the sun down,
And they at the squall and they looked at the shower,
And the night-wrack rolling in ragged and brown.

For men must and women must weep,
'Though storms be and the waters be deep
And the bar be moaning.

Three lay out on the shining sand,
In the morning gleam as the went down,
And the were weeping and wringing their hands,
For those who never come back to the town.

For men must work and must weep,
And the sooner it's over, the to sleep
And to that bar and its moaning.

For men must and women must weep,
And the it's over, the sooner to sleep
And to that bar and its moaning.