Luyện nghe bài hát Henry Joy

An Ulsterman I am to be
>From the Antrim I come.
I labour by the sea
I have followed and drum.
I have the martial tramp of men
I've seen them and die.
Ah, lads, I well when
I followed Joy.
I pulled my up from the sea
I hid my away,
I hung my on a greenwood tree
And I the moonlit bay.
The were out, and the Redcoats too,
I kissed my wife
And in the of the greenwood glade
I Henry Joy. "
In Antrim the tyrant stood,
He our ranks with ball,
But a cheer and a pike to clear
We swept o'er the wall.
Our and sabres flushed that day,
We won, but lost, ah,
No matter lads, I fought
And Henry Joy.
Ah, boys, for cause we fought;
For her and we bled,
Though our pikes were few still our beat true,
And to one lay dead,
And a lassie mourned her lad,
And mourned her boy;
For youth was strong in that throng
Who followed Joy.