Luyện nghe bài hát Mcalpines Fusiliers

As down the came McAlpine's men
With their slung behind them
'Twas in the pub drank the sub
And up in the spike you'll them

They sweated and they washed down mud
With pints and quarts of
And now we're on the again
With fusiliers

I to the skin with Darky Flynn
Down upon the of Grain
With the Horseface Toole, I knew the rules
No money if you for rain

God was a well filled hod
Your cut to bits and seared
And woe to he who to for tea
With McAlpine's

I remember the day when the Bear
Fell into a concrete
the Horseface said, when he found him dead
Well, it wasn't what the call prayers

I'm a short was the one retort
That reached unto my
When the going is rough, well you be tough
McAlpine's fusiliers

I've worked the sweat when it had me bet
With Russians, and Poles
On shuddering up in the hydro dams
Or underneath the Thames in a
I grafted hard and I've got me
And many a ganger's across me ears
If you value your life, don't join by Christ
McAlpine's fusiliers
If you value your life, well don't by Christ
McAlpine's fusiliers