Luyện nghe bài hát Mick 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 native
In the place that they call Little Big

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

And the band played the Garryowen
Brass was shining, flags a
I swear if I had only
I'd have wished that I'd back at Vicksburg

For my brother and me, we had escaped
From the that was Ireland in forty 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 their bloody of bloody red
The sun never on the bloody dead
Of those who have an empire

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

Ah, but he somehow 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
Drums a beating, bugles
I swear if I had known
I'd lie my brother 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