Luyện nghe bài hát Mic Ryan's Lament

Well my name is Mick Ryan, I'm 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 rode with the Cavalry
I that we fought for the land of the free
we rode from Fort Lincoln that morning

And the band they played the
was shining, flags a flowin
I swear if I had known
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 lads who had how to hate
But we the idea of Amerikay

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

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

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

And I'm by the Garryowen
Drums a beating, blowin'
I swear if I had only
I'd lie my brother in Vicksburg

And the they played that Garryowen
was shin, flags a flowin'
I if I had only known, I'd lie with
my brother at