Luyện nghe bài hát Mountain Men

The and his daughter
Throw soft shadows on the in the night
A moon slips behind them
As they pull the net with no betraying

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

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

Well, there's a on the hillside
Where the sands are born
Lay down and let the slow tide me
to the lands where I came from
Where the mountain men are
And the of the piper counts 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
the sound of the piper counts for everything

Long generations the Isles
Sent to tread the foreign
Where the spiral meet
Felt naked dust beneath their

Future sun called to blow
And the and present hard-eyed crow
Flew high and circling low
Over blackened plains of

There's a child and a woman
For an end to the
Hoping for a in a letter
Fair wind-blown across the sea
To where the men are kings
And the of the piper counts for everything

There's a on the hillside
Where the drifting are born
Lay down and let the tide wash me
Back to the where I came from

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

the naked dust beneath my toes
While the future sun calls winds to
And the past and present crow
Flies high and circling low
Between dream mountains of our