Luyện nghe bài hát Ireland

Drivin' in my
On my way to
been a long time
It's a long time

with my friends
On my way to
It's a long time
It's a long time

So I was out in the desert
And a cowboy to lasso me
He said, "You're red and of clay, a virgin portrait"
I let him me but decided not to stay

Drivin' in my
On my way to
It's been a long
been a long time

Drivin' my friends
On my way to
It's a long time
It's been a time

Next in New York, I out with a dragon
Of the white kind but just as ferocious
I remembered Macha running faster the horses
an encounter with a voice that caressed me

Drivin' in my
On my way to
It's been a time
A long

Drivin' with my
On my way to
been a long time
A long

it you who held off a surrender
To one spoiled nun who taught you the
Of the mountains, on the and then a Jesuit
Proceded to arrange your while I prayed on my knees

Drivin' in my
On my way to
It's a long time
A time

Drivin' with my
On my way to
It's a long time
A time

A a long, long time
A time, a long time