Luyện nghe bài hát Sit Down By The Fire

Sit down by the
And I'll you a story
To send you to your bed
Of the you hear creeping
When sleeping
And you wish you were out instead

It isn't the mice in the
It isn't the in the well
But each night march
Out of that in the wall
through on their way
Out of

They're the that you see
When you wake up and
The cold things follow you
Down the
They live in the ring of trees on the hill
Up at the top of the

And they dance on the
And they on the wind
tap on the window
When is in
And if ever you see

that you're dead
Or bite off your head
They'll rip out your
And dance on neck
They on your head
They on your chest
give you the cramp
And the for jest

They're the that you see
When you wake up and
The cold things follow you
the Boreen
They live in the small ring of on the hill
Up at the top of the

They play on the
sing on the rain
They on your eyes
They dance in your

this place
It is damp and cold
The place on earth
But it's dark and old
So lie near the
And cover head
night and God bless,
Now off to bed