Luyện nghe bài hát Luck of the Irish (Live) (Acoustic)

If you had the of the Irish
be sorry and wish you were dead
You should have the luck of the
And you'd you was English instead

A thousand of torture and hunger
Drove the people away from their
A full of beauty and wonder
Was by the British brigands
Goddamn,

If you could keep like flowers
There'd be shamrock all the world
If you could drink like Irish streams
Then the would be high as the mountain of morn

In the 'Pool they us the story
How the English divided the
Of the pain and the and the glory
And the of old Ireland

If we make chains with the morning dew
The would be like Galway Bay
Let's walk rainbows like leprechauns
The would be one big Blarney stone

Why the are the English there anyway?
As kill with God on their side
it all on the kids and the IRA
As the bastards commit
Aye,

If you had the of the Irish
You'd be sorry and wish you were
You should the luck of the Irish
Wish, wish you was English instead
Yes, you'd wish you was instead