Luyện nghe bài hát Sean SOuth From Garryowen

Sad are the homes Garryowen
they lost their joy and pride
And the banshee cry links every
Around the side that city of the ancient walls
the broken stone, undying fame surrounds your name, Sean South from Garryowen

T'was on a New Years Eve
As the shades of came down
A lorry of volunteers approached the border town
There were men from and from Cork, Fermanagh and Tyrone
And the leader was a Limerick man - Sean South Garryowen

As they along the street up to the barracks door
They the danger they might face
Their fate that lay
They were fighting for old to claim their very own
And the of that gallant band
Was South Garryowen

But the seargent spied daring plan
He spied them the door
The guns and the rifles a hail of death did pour
And that awful night had passed
Two men lay cold a
There was one from near the and one from Garryowen

No more wil he hear the cry
Over the murmurring tide
For he beneath a Northern sky brave Hanlon by his side
They gone to join that gallant band
Of Plunkett, Pearse and
A for old Ireland
Sean South from