Luyện nghe bài hát Mountain Men

The poacher and his
Throw soft shadows on the water in the
A thin moon slips behind
As they pull the net with no light

And later on the road, I meet them
And the old man winks a
And who am I to fast deny the
To take a fish in a while?

I with them, they wish me luck
When I ship out on the Sunday from the
And the church I hear them singing
As the moves sadly from the pier
Oh, poachers daughter, Sunday
Two brave souls share the farewell tear

Well, there's a house on the
Where the drifting are born
Lay down and let the tide wash me
Back to the lands where I came
the mountain men are kings
And the sound of the piper for everything

I did my tour, did my
I did all they of me
in the trenches and at El Alamein
Died in the on TV
Going to the mountain kings
Where the sound of the piper for everything

Long from the Isles
Sent to tread the foreign
Where the ages meet
Felt naked beneath their feet

Future sun winds to blow
And the past and present hard-eyed
hunting high and circling low
Over plains of Eden

There's a and a woman praying
For an end to the
for a word in a letter
Fair from across the sea
To where the men are kings
And the sound of the piper for everything

There's a house on the
Where the drifting are born
Lay down and let the slow wash me
Back to the lands I came from

Where the men are kings
And the sound of the counts for everything
Where the real mountain men are
And the of that piper counts for everything

Feel the dust beneath my toes
While the sun calls winds to blow
And the past and black-eyed crow
Flies high and circling low
Between dream mountains of our