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 land that they were
Oh, son, I see in few
Of far off distant
When being just a lad you
I the IRA.

are the lads that stood with me
When history was
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 brave men
To Ireland's call.
'T long ago we faced a foe,
The old and me,
And by my side they fought and
That Ireland 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, I've you why
On Easter I sigh,
For I my comrades all
And dark old gone by.
I think of men who in glen
rifle and grenade.
May keep the men who sleep
From the of the old brigade.