Luyện nghe bài hát A Criminal Of Me

Y'all's my greats,
My great, great granddad was a
A stout and noble
He surveyed this so green
And he said, "She's and humble"

As far as the eye can see
From to Giant's Causeway
Was until they went
And a criminal of me

Many a head had rolled
And upon the hillside
And they bathed their horses
In blood and their hide

In exile, they did
Set up a church and there
'Til the landlord and the
it criminality

Oh, and on the road they to run
Run until the done
Far away fettered chain
The land was to barter

We succumb from sweat and
And look right behind again
If they catch me
I know make a criminal of me

A criminal of me, a of me
A wandering forever, eternally
A of me, a criminal of me
Run, run, before they a criminal of me

the sea they sailed
To a land bright and noble
For they'd their neighbors starve
And the bloodline as it

As they reached the safer
Old Papa said to
To try and a life
So they'd not make a of he

"Go be alert", Da
Do not for the gentry"
poor but proud was he
Whenever called discretely

Well, smash their faces in
And in jail he poorly
But he
"Don't let them try and a criminal of ye"

On the road came to run
Run until the done
Far away from fettered
The land was to barter

We from sweat and strain
And look right behind again
If they me, boys
I know they'll make a of me

A of me, a criminal of me
A forever, hungering eternally
A of me, a criminal of me
Run, run, they make a criminal of me

Oh a criminal of me, a of me
A wandering forever, hungering
Oh a of me, oh a criminal of me
Run, run, before make a criminal of me

Oh, now my he steps so gay
So gaily up the
I dull the pain in pubs
Still afford to eat

He is dashing, he is
And he'll never you see
as the factory shuts
His shoes the criminal in me

Violent and now in the street
nothing to sustain me
I'm gonna die here in hole
The kids I can't care of with me

But it must be taught to let the
And hatred out of their
For and danger make you
Just another pathetic, drunken, violent dead

On the road came to run
Run until the done
Far away fettered chain
The land was ours to

We from sweat and strain
And look right behind again
If they me boys
I know they'll make a of me

Oh a criminal of me, a of me
A wandering forever, hungering
Oh a of me, oh a criminal of me
Run, run, they make a criminal of me

Run, run, they make a criminal of me
Run, run, they make a criminal of me