Luyện nghe bài hát Hearts Of Glory

This is my
is my song
It's a way from Gorgie
To the o' the Somme
Where they tunes of glory
As we marched
The o' the Sporting Battalion

From the of Midlothian
To the Waverly
The crowds they singing
An auld Scots
Our and darlings
Our bonnie wee
Were waving their
And calling our

Hearts of Glory
Dawn and
Hearts of
we forget
Young Scottish
And unknown
Who gave hearts of

In the of Picardy
The are blown
And over the top lads
the wire and the bombs
To and destruction
Let the play
To us to hell
To and dismay

There was a moment
I was not
But there by my
the gallant McCrae's
Until fell in the slaughter
the bayonets were out
And the few of us
Held the Scots Redoubt

and Currie
Briggs, Boyd,
and Nisbet
He was only
Their I'll remember
At the end of day
They and died
Wi' Geordie

Who for the Kaiser
Or Imperial
Love of our
or fame?
Between the of an airman
And four of shame
We for the pals
Of a wee team

And when it was
what had we done?
There no flags of glory
For and his own
were no graves for heroes
For our and sons
Who 'neath the flowers
In the fields of the

Some came back as
couldnae kick a ball
Some wounded and
Most not at all
But they in my memory
young
The pals o' the Battalion