Luyện nghe bài hát Back Home In Derry

Back In Derry
(Traditional lyrics by B Sands)

In 1803 we out to sea
Out from the sweet of Derry
For Australia if we didn't all drown
And the of our fetters we carried
And rusty iron chains we sighed for our
As our good wives we left home in
As the main unfurled our curses we hurled
On the and thought of tomorrow

I wish I was back home in

I wish I was home in Derry

I cursed them to hell as our bough fought the
Our danced like a moth in the firelight
White horses rode high as the Devil by
Taking to Hades by twilight
Five weeks out to sea we now forty-three
Our comrades we buried morning
And in our own we were lost and on time
Endless nights without

Van Diemen's is a hell for a man
To live out his in slavery
Where is raw and the gun makes the law
Neither wind or rain for bravery
In the years've gone by an' I've ended my
And comrade's ghosts are me
A rebel I came and I'll die the same
On the winds of night you will find me