Luyện nghe bài hát Hearts Of Glory

is my story
This is my
It's a way from Gorgie
To the fields o' the
they played tunes of glory
As we marched
The pals o' the Battalion

From the of Midlothian
To the Waverly
The crowds they singing
An Scots refrain
Our sweethearts and
Our bonnie wee
Were waving flags
And calling our

Sing of Glory
and sunset
Hearts of
Lest we
Young soldiers
And soldiers
Who gave hearts of

In the trenches of
The are blown
And over the top lads
the wire and the bombs
To and destruction
Let the piper
To lead us to
To and dismay

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

Ellis and
Briggs, Boyd,
Wattie and
He was only
Their names remember
At the end of day
They and died
Wi' McCrae

Who cared for the
Or Imperial
of our country
Duty or
Between the whim of an
And four of shame
We for the pals
Of a wee team

And it was over
Just what had we
There were no of glory
For and his own
There were no for heroes
For our brothers and
Who sleep the flowers
In the fields of the

Some came as cripples
Some couldnae a ball
Some and broken
came not at all
But they remain in my
Forever
The o' the Sporting Battalion