Luyện nghe bài hát By The Hush

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

cho: So, you boys,
Do my advice;
To I'd have youse not be farin'
For there's nothing but war,
Where the murdering roar,
And I wish I was at home in old Erin.

I me horse and plough,
Me little and cow,
And me little of land and I parted.
And me sweetheart, McGhee,
I'm sure never see,
For I left her that morning, broken hearted.

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

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

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