Luyện nghe bài hát Blackjack Davey

Black Davey come a-ridin' on back
A-whistlin' and merry
the woods around him ring
And he the heart of a lady
the heart of a lady

"How old are you, my pretty miss
How old are you, my honey?"
She answered to him with a lovin'
"I'll be sixteen Sunday
Be sixteen Sunday"

"Come and go me, my pretty little miss
and go with me, my honey
Take you the grass grows green
You never will for money
You never will want for

"Pull off, pull off high-heeled shoes
All of Spanish leather
Get behind me on my
And ride off together
both go off together"

Well, she pulled off them shoes
Made of leather
Got him on his horse
And they rode off
They both rode off

At night the came home
Inquiring this lady
The spoke before she thought
"She's been with Black Jack
Rode off with Black Davey"

"Well, saddle for me my black stud
He's speedier the gray
I rode all day and I'll ride all
And I'll overtake my
I'll back my lady"

Well, he rode all till the broad daylight
'Till he to a river ragin'
And there he his darlin' bride
In the arms of Jack Davey
Wrapped up with Jack Davey

"Pull off, off them long blue gloves
All of the finest leather
Give to me your lily-white
And both go home together
We'll both go together"

Well, she pulled off them long gloves
All of the finest leather
Gave to him her hand
And said forever
Bid farewell

"Would you your house and home
Would you forsake baby?
Would you forsake husband, too
To go with Black Davey
Ride off with Black Davey?"

"Well, forsaken my house and home
And I'll my baby
I'll my husband, too
For the of Black Jack Davey
my Black Jack Davey"

"Last night I in a feather bed
Between my and baby
I lay on the river banks
In the arms of Black Jack
my Black Jack Davey"