Luyện nghe bài hát Irish Rover

Well on the of July 1806
We set sail the sweet cove of Cork
we were away with a cargo of bricks
For the grand City in New York
a wonderful craft, she was rigged for and aft
And oh, how the wild wind her
She several blasts, she had twenty-seven masts
And they her the Irish Rover

Well we had one million of the best Sligo rags,
We had two barrels of stone
We had three bails of old nanny-goats' tails,
We had four million barrels of
We had five hogs, and six million dogs,
Seven million barrels of
We had eight million of old nanny-goats' tails
In the hold of the Rover

Well we had McGee from the banks of the Lee,
We had Hogan from County
And we had Jimmy McGurk who was scared stiff of
And a lad Westmeath called Malone
O we had O'Toole who was drunk as a rule
And Fighting Bill Treacy from
And your man, Mike
the banks of the Bann
Was the skipper on the Rover

Well a sailor he for a better life
It's so by night and by day
And he longs for the shore and a young whore
make all his troubles away
All the noise and the
All the and stout
The fighting it's over
Of the of a maid he is never afraid
all for the Irish Rover

We had seven years when the measles broke out
And the ship lost way in the fog
And that whale of a crew was reduced to two,
Just meself and the old dog
the ship struck a rock,
Oh Lord! a shock,
The was turned right over
Well it turned nine times
And the poor old dog was
I'm the last of the Irish Rover!