Luyện nghe bài hát By The Hush

By the
It's by the hush, me
I'm sure that's to hold noise,
And to poor Paddy's narration.
For I was by pressed,
And in distressed,
And I took a I'd leave the Irish nation.

So, here's you boys,
Do take my
To I'd have youse not be farin'
For nothing here but war,
Where the murdering roar,
And I I was at home in dear old Erin.

I me horse and plough,
Me little and cow,
And me little farm of and I parted.
And me sweetheart, McGhee,
I'm sure I'll see,
For I left her there that morning, hearted.

Meself, and a more,
To sailed o'er,
Our fortune to be making, we was
But we landed in Yankee land,
They shoved a gun our hand,
Saying," Paddy, you go and fight for Lincoln. "

General (Meagher) to us said,
"If you get shot or lose head,
Every murdered soul of you get a pension."
Well, in the war I me leg
All I've now is a peg;
I tell you, 'tis the to you I'll mention.

Now I meself in luck
To be fed upon Indian
In old Ireland, the I delight in;
And with the I do say,
"Curse Americay, "
For I'm sure I've had enough on hard fighting