Luyện nghe bài hát Blue Eyed Boston Boy

(Trad.)

He was just a eyed Boston boy
His voice was low pain
I'll do your bidding comrade
If I back again
But if you on and I should fall
You'll do as for me
Mother at home is the news
So her tenderly

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 no more
Just then the order came to
For a moment touched hand
The answered "aye" and they rode
That brave and devoted

way was the course to the top of the hill
The rebels they shot shot and shell
furrows of death through the toiling ranks
And guarded as the fell
There soon came a dying sound
From the heights they could not
And those that 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 still beside him
There was no one to to his blue eyed girl
The that her lover had said
And at home is awaiting her son
She'll find he's dead
While at home is awaiting her son