Luyện nghe bài hát Each Dollar Bullet

Oh, it seem so romantic
When the over there
And passing 'round the shamrock
And all filled up with tears

"For the of dear old Ireland"
That you've never seen
You in twenty dollars
And sing, of the Green'

Each a bullet
Each victim son
And Americans Irishmen
As as if they fired the gun

Now you've never stood on streets
And the bombs explode
Or hid the blankets
When there's riots the road

No, you've had your best friend die
Or lost a son
But you'll stand and tell us
Just what doing wrong

false word a bullet
Each victim son
And Englishmen Irishmen
As surely as if fired the gun

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

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

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

How can you yourself
That what you do is
people are dying there
Night night

Don't you ever wonder why it still on?
The hopes and fears and all the
Are in your ground
Buried in your

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

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

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

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