Luyện nghe bài hát Seven Nights in Eire

The first pub we could stagger to was twelve from the plane
A Virgin to Shannon town the day it didn't rain
The laughin' eyes of Ireland sparklin' and green
With hair as black as stout and barely seventeen

We're back out on the cobble stones, drunk and high again
up and gearin' up for seven nights in Ireland

The corner booth is waitin' for the to begin
It's quiet as a prayer till we all stumble in
And it's fifty voices mixed with whistles made of tin
And a piper man is blowin' the North Atlantic wind

And an island beauty is sawin' on the violin
I wonder will she me after seven nights in Ireland

Well, Ladies Day in Galway and we watched the ponies run
Fifty pounds against the and came in six to one
McSwiggin heard the race report, he us on in
So we drank Catholic whiskey with all our friends

They raised a glass to all of us and we all toasted
Here's to Michael, Tom and Pat and nights in Ireland

Well, we all the girls goodbye and gathered in our gear
And when she walked me to the gate I I saw a tear
But then she into my eyes, I knew she felt my pain
And only I realized we were standin' in the rain

So save our places at the pub and the eyes are dry again
We'll come another day for seven nights in Ireland