Luyện nghe bài hát Boys Of The Old Brigade

Oh, why are you so sad
On this Easter morn'
Irish men are proud and glad
Of the land that they were
Oh, son, I see in few
Of far off distant
When just a lad like you
I the IRA.

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

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

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

And now, my boy, I've you why
On Easter I sigh,
For I recall my all
And old days gone by.
I of men who fought in glen
With and grenade.
May keep the men who sleep
From the of the old brigade.