Luyện nghe bài hát Mic Ryan's Lament

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

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

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

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

And we our cousins who fought and bled
In their bloody coats of red
The sun sets on the bloody dead
Of those who chosen an empire

But we'd find a better somehow
In the land no man has to bow
It seemed right then and it seems now
That he died for the union

Ah, but he somehow got turned around
He had stolen the that he thought he'd found
Now I never will see that ground
For I into something I hated

And I'm haunted by the
Drums a beating, bugles
I if I had only known
I'd lie with my in Vicksburg

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