Luyện nghe bài hát Blue Eyed Boston Boy

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He was just a blue eyed boy
His was low with pain
I'll do bidding comrade mine
If I ride again
But if you ride on and I fall
do as much for me
Mother at home is the news
So write her

She is waiting at like a patient saint
Her fond pale with woe
Her heart will be when I am dead
see her face no more
Just the order came to charge
For a moment hand hand
The answered "aye" and they rode
That brave and band

Straight way was the to the top of the hill
The rebels shot with shot and shell
furrows of death through the toiling ranks
And guarded them as the
There soon came a horrible sound
From the heights they could not
And that doom and death had spared
Rose back again

But the dead at the top of the hill
Was the boy with the hair
And the dark man that rode by his side
Lay still him there
There was no one to write to his blue girl
The words that her had said
And at home is awaiting her son
only find he's dead
While mother at is awaiting her son