Luyện nghe bài hát Boys Of The Old Brigade

Oh, why are you so sad
On bright Easter morn'
When men are proud and glad
Of the land that they born?
Oh, son, I see in few
Of far off days
being just a lad like you
I the IRA.

Where are the lads that stood me
When was made?
A Mo Chroi, I long to see
The of the old brigade.

From hills and farms a to arms
Was by one and all.
And from the glen came young men
To answer call.
'T wasn't long ago we a foe,
The old and me,
And by my side they fought and
Ireland might be free.

Where are the lads stood with me
When history was
A Ghra Mo Chroi, I to see
The of the old brigade.

And now, my boy, told you why
On morn' I sigh,
For I my comrades all
And dark old gone by.
I think of men who fought in
With and grenade.
May keep the men who sleep
the ranks of the old brigade.