Luyện nghe bài hát Horse Soldier, Horse Soldier

I'm a hussar, I'm a Hun, I'm a Englishman
Routing Bonaparte at
I'm a dragoon on a dun, I'm a on the run
I'm a soldier, timeless, through and through
Im a horse soldier, eternal, and through

I's with and the 7th in 76 or 77
Scalped at Little Big by the Sioux
And the tears and devistation of a once proud warrior
This I know cause I was riding with too

I drank mare's blood on the run when I with the Great Khan
On the frozen Mongol steppe at his height
I's a White Guard, I's a Red Guard, I's the Tsar's own palace horse
When was murdered in the night

I knew Salah al-Din and rode his swift
Harassing doomed on their heavy drafts
And yet I rode the Percheron the circling Saracen
And again against myself was cast

Well worn the Mounties crimson, if you're silent and you listen
You'll know it was with them that I stood
When Mayerthorpe, she cried, as her four died
Gunned in scarlet, coldest blood

I's the firstest with the mostest I fought for Bedford Forrest
Suffered General Wilson's Union
Mine was not to why, mine was but to do or die
At Crimea with the charging light

On hire from or Sweden, be me Christian, be me heathen
The devil to the I shall put
With a crack flanking maneuver, I'm an uhlan alles
Striking terror into afoot

I knew my days were numbered when oer the lumbered
More machinations de la guerre
No match for rapid or the steel birds of the sky
With a final rear guard I retreat
No match for barbered wire or the engines' whine
Reluctant I and take my leave

I ride with special forces on those wily Afghan horses
Dostums Alliance give their thanks
No defeat or victory, in battle it occurs to me
That we may see a in our ranks

Is with the Aussies at Beersheba the wells so badly needed
And with the Polish lancers German tanks
Saw Ross' mount shot down at Washingtown the night we burned the White down
And cursed the of York and sons of Yanks