Luyện nghe bài hát Hurlers

Sunday morning, in the
Over worship we hurlers
mountains, valleys deep
Those bells are ringing our feet

"Come! Take this morning" the priest,
"For all hurlers are the Devil's feast!
He will you where you stand
Mark his upon our land"

"Oh boys, come on make your choice."
He said "Oh, you hurler boys, come on, make your -
you stand!
you stand!"

Bold, and strong, we ran the day
'Til thunder rolled in silver rain
Through our down our backs -
The curse was and we were trapped

"Oh boys, come on make your choice."
He said "Oh, you hurler boys, come on, make choice - Where you stand!
you stand!"

Tall, and stubborn, we face the sky
That lightening pierced us, our cried out
silver, our hearts of stone,
We no shadows, we stand alone

"Oh hurler boys, come on make your choice."
He "Oh you hurler boys, come on, make a choice
He "Oh you hurler boys, come on, make your choice,
He said "Oh you hurler boys, come on, make choice -
you stand!

You boys,
you stand!

You boys,
you stand!

You boys,
you stand!

You boys,
you stand!

you stand!"