Luyện nghe bài hát Mountain Men

Taxes by the union king,
A in his back for the days of the wars.
- No importation and no is making the nation bleed.
Yet the bailiffs demand gold,
The uprising is for every day.
- The threatening, the torture, the of men
Is a that must now come to end, once and for all.

Men
Hear the now!
Fight tyranny's hand.
Men
From the land!
Cast of chains and the burning shackles.

Fortresses took one by one.
With success came support from the class.
- We grant you aid to dethrone our for financial prosperity.
The forced to negotiate,
So they called for a of all for estates-
- Now we elect you of the realm,
So pull your forces and return home.

Old and worn, to be forgotten.
Misled to the of the stage
But with a plan, he return.

Halfway to the of the realm,
by rivals in disguise he met his demise.
By the blade of greed he down.

Men
Heard the and
Fought cold hand.
Men
From the harsh
Cast their and the burning shackles.

The King was dethroned and fled head over
And he his life in disgrace,
In piracy.