Luyện nghe bài hát Boys Of The Old Brigade

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

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

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

Where are the lads that stood me
When was made?
A Mo Chroi, I long 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 in glen
With and grenade.
May heaven the men who sleep
the ranks of the old brigade.