Luyện nghe bài hát Mic Ryan's Lament

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ah, but Michael he got turned around
He had stolen the 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
Drums a beating, blowin'
I if I had only known
I'd lie with my in Vicksburg

And the band they played that
was shin, flags a flowin'
I swear if I had known, I'd lie with
my at Vicksburg