Luyện nghe bài hát Blue Eyed Boston Boy

(Trad.)

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

She is waiting at home like a patient
Her face pale with woe
Her heart will be broken when I am
I'll see her no more
Just then the order to charge
For a moment hand hand
The answered "aye" and away they
That and devoted band

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

But among the at the top of the hill
Was the boy the golden hair
And the tall dark man that by his side
Lay still him there
There was no one to write to his eyed girl
The words her lover had said
And at home is awaiting her son
She'll only he's dead
While mother at is awaiting her son