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

Well, now, I'm out here under tonight
I wear the ball and
up to fight the Yankee cavalry
Oh, we got here cold and
Then marched us through the rain
And I was thinkin' you then, my Rose Marie
Oh, the cannonballs, the
The battle cry
Oh, there's nothin' but these days of
And those Yankees got me on the wire
I could the bullets fly
And I was thinkin' of you then, my Rose
Seems a thousand summers past
Oh, we rode that circus wheel
And there at the top
For all to see
But now outside there is a squad
And now they're me up my last meal
And I was of you then
Oh, my Rose
Two guards walked me to that wall,
The preacher reads a
But face is all of heaven that I see
And as they tie 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 shouted out
Oh, but I feel there's wrong here, now
Please, Lord, let it be
Oh, all us bombs exploding, shells are dropping here
the army to the south
And then a cut the ropes there on my wrists
And I was
I was thinkin' about you then, my Marie
I marched back all the others
That had wore the gray
Finally made it back here to Tennessee
But all said was that you'd married
And you had away
And I was thinkin' of you then, my Marie
Now years have passed, I'm still
No new one to
Still into flames of memory
I see wheels, and summers,
And a face in the fire
And I'm thinkin' of you now, my Rose
My Marie