Luyện nghe bài hát My Rose Marie (A Soldier's Tale)

Well, now, I'm out here under tonight
I the ball and chain
up to fight the Yankee cavalry
Oh, we got cold and hungry
they marched us through the rain
And I was thinkin' 'bout you then, my Rose
Oh, the cannonballs, the
The bloody cry
Oh, there's nothin' but days of misery
And when Yankees got me on the wire
I could hear the fly
And I was thinkin' of you then, my Rose
like a thousand summers past
Oh, since we rode that wheel
And kissed at the top
For all to see
But now there is a firing squad
And now servin' me up my last meal
And I was of you then
Oh, my Marie
Two guards me to that prison wall,
The reads a prayer
But your face is all of heaven I see
And as tie that blindfold on
I see the sky and the air
And I'm thinkin' of you then, my Marie
Oh now I can hear the rifle triggers back
And the order out
Oh, but I feel somethin' wrong here, now
Please, Lord, let it be
Oh, all around us bombs exploding, are dropping here
the army to the south
And then a corporal cut the ropes there on my
And I was
I was thinkin' about you then, my Rose
I back with all the others
That had proudly the gray
made it back here home to Tennessee
But all said was that you'd married
And you had away
And I was thinkin' of you then, my Rose
Now years passed, I'm still alone
No new one to
Still starin' flames of memory
I see wheels, and summers,
And a face in the fire
And I'm thinkin' of you now, my Marie
My Rose