Luyện nghe bài hát Mic Ryan's Lament

Well my name is Ryan, I'm lyin still
In a spot near where I was killed
By a red man defending his native
In the place they call Little Big Horn

And I I did not see the irony
When I rode the Seventh Cavalry
I thought that we for the land of the free
we rode from Fort Lincoln that morning

And the they played the Garryowen
Brass was shining, flags a
I if I had only known
I'd have that I'd died back at Vicksburg

For my brother and me, we had escaped
From the hell that was in forty eight
Two angry young lads who had learned how to
But we loved the of Amerikay

And we cursed our cousins who fought and
In their coats of bloody red
The sun never sets on the dead
Of who have chosen an empire

But find a better life somehow
In the where no man has to bow
It seemed right and it seems right now
That Paddy he for the union

Ah, but Michael he got turned around
He had the dream that he thought he'd found
Now I will see that holy ground
For I turned something I hated

And I'm haunted by the
a beating, bugles blowin'
I swear if I had known
I'd lie with my brother in

And the band played that Garryowen
Brass was shin, a flowin'
I swear if I had only known, I'd lie
my at Vicksburg