Luyện nghe bài hát Go Limp

Oh daughter, daughter
Take warnin' me
And you go marchin'
With the

For they'll you and roll you
And you into bed
And if they steal your secret
wish you were dead

too roo la, too roo la, too roo li ay

Oh mother, mother
No, I'm not
For I'll go on march
And I'll return a maid

With a in my handbag
And a smile on my
And barbed in my underwear
To shed off

too roo la, too roo la, too roo li ay
too roo la, too roo la, too roo li ay

One day they marching
A young man by
With a beard on his
And a in his eye

And before she had
To her brick

And before she had
To her brick
were holding a sit-down
On a hay rig

too roo la, too roo la, too roo li ay
too roo la, too roo la, too roo li ay

For meeting is
And parting is
And if I have a great
I won't have to sing those folk songs again

Oh mother, dear
I'm stiff and I'm
From three nights
On a hard floor

too roo la, too roo la, too roo li ay
too roo la, too roo la, too roo li ay

One day at the
She'd a man say
Go perfectly
And be carried

So when this man suggested
It was she was kissed
She remembered her
And did not resist

too roo la, too roo la, too roo li ay

Oh mother, dear
No for distress
For the young man has me
His name and

And if we win
a baby there be
He have to march
his da-da and me