Luyện nghe bài hát Land of the Bloody Unknown

There were unopened at the foot of my bed
When I up with you in the morn
There lions roaring on ships in the harbour
The night my true love was

a minstrel singing of the holy dove
On the mountain of old St
There is glass on the floor of the hallway I
the stars bear down from their throne
And the old southern is shown
And it points the sad road home
To the land of the bloody

I heard your mother took off in the fall
With her pretty curls and her spoon
I heard you whispering to yourself last
She'll be coming home some day

Well the wine you drink is deep in your shirt
And just the sin in my soul
It is never ever ever coming out
While the bear down from their throne
And the old southern cross is
And it points the sad road home

To the of the hunter dancing under the trigger
And the bride up on the shore
I could never really dance that
I can't raise the flags or ring them
But I can shoot my gun down the line my home
To the land of the bloody

There's a black dog over me in my sleep
And I stir to toss him the bone
a red moon rising on the hills tonight
Where the stars down from their throne
And the old southern cross is
And it points down the sad road