Luyện nghe bài hát Boys Of The Old Brigade

Oh, why are you so sad
On bright Easter morn'
Irish men are proud and glad
Of the land that they born?
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
history was made?
A Ghra Mo Chroi, I to see
The of the old brigade.

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

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

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