Luyện nghe bài hát Each Dollar Bullet

Oh, it must seem so
When the fighting's over
And they're passing the shamrock
And you're all up with tears

"For the of dear old Ireland"
you've never even seen
You throw in dollars
And sing, 'Wearing of the

Each a bullet
Each someone's son
And kill Irishmen
As surely as if fired the gun

Now you've never stood on Belfast's
And the bombs explode
Or hid beneath the
When there's riots down the

No, you've never had best friend die
Or lost a son
But you'll stand there and us
Just what we're wrong

Each false word a
Each victim son
And Englishmen kill
As surely as if they the gun

From the minute you're born
You're to hate the other side
"They're not like us, not the same
We know because right

But can't you see all the same
is no right and wrong
Why can't we stop and
We've hated too much, too

old lie a bullet
Each someone's son
And Irishmen kill
As surely as if fired the gun

How can you yourself
That you do is right?
When people are dying
after night

Don't you ever wonder why it goes on?
The hopes and and all the tears
Are in your ground
in your ground

Each rumor a
victim someone's son
And careless kills Irishmen
As surely as if fired the gun

Well, it's for so long now
And so many died
It's such a part of my own
Yet it leaves me

How a people so
Friendly, kind and
Can themselves so willingly
Into an open

Each new day a
Each victim son
And ignorance Irishmen
As surely as if we the gun