Luyện nghe bài hát Blue Eyed Boston Boy

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He was just a blue eyed boy
His voice was low pain
I'll do bidding comrade mine
If I back 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 at home like a patient saint
Her face pale with woe
Her heart be broken when I am dead
I'll see her face no
then the order came to charge
For a moment hand touched
The answered "aye" and away rode
That brave and band

Straight way was the to the top of the hill
The rebels they shot shot and shell
Ploughed furrows of death through the ranks
And them as the fell
There soon came a dying sound
From the heights they not gain
And those doom and death had spared
Rose back again

But the dead at the top of the hill
Was the boy with the golden
And the tall dark man that by his side
Lay beside him there
was no one to write to his blue eyed girl
The words that her lover had
And mother at is awaiting her son
only find he's dead
While mother at is awaiting her son