Luyện nghe bài hát Irish Paddy/Festival Reel/Roger's Reel

(Traditional - Arr. GBS / / Guinchard)

Its of an I'm going to tell you
Free from sailed away
he was to he was not contended
Made up his for to go away

Early morning the ship was sailing
harbour, Cobh of Cork
Eight long days he was over
he landed in New York

Up the street Paddy wandered
Each big caught his eye
up at a big shop window,
A of whisky he did spy

the bar young Paddy entered
Called for a drink, without
me a drop of that Irish Whisky,
Four big coppers I pay

The he jumped over the counter
"Pay me that bill", he said
up with a big shillelagh
Laid him on the right dead

So the Yankees they came
When heard about the row
Trying to kill Irish Paddy,
out, "Where is he now?!"

Irishmen they followed
Following without
Each of them a big shillelagh,
Made the Yankees run

May success to his Irish people
Many's the country they have
But their is far bolder
When they're far from home