Luyện nghe bài hát Mic Ryan's Lament

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

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

And the band they played the
was shining, flags a flowin
I swear if I had known
I'd have that I'd died back at Vicksburg

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

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

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

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

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

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