Luyện nghe bài hát Irish Boy

Well, I danced in the arms of a black girl
In Square after the war
And I to get drunk, and sank and I stunk
Like a drunk on a subway

And I did marry Cathy O'Shea
She met another and went their way
To the wind a toy
Just a drunk boy
a face in the crowd
I'll be back
To show you all someday

There are some things that must secret
You can find no good reason to
There's too many men telling their secrets days
And I'd like to them to all go to hell

So I never had dreams, and they never came
As far as you know
To the you're a toy
Just a drunk boy
Just a in the crowd
I'll be around
To show you all someday

Gory be, glory be, to the of trees
We to climb, my brother and me
High on her limbs, two hyenas
Over West Rocks Cemetery

To the you're a toy, just a thin Irish boy
Coming back from the war
a face in the crowd
Just a and out loud
Just you try down
I'll be back around
To show you all something
To show you all something