Luyện nghe bài hát Seven Nights in Eire

The first pub we could to was twelve steps from the plane
A Virgin flight to town the day it didn't rain
The laughin' eyes of Ireland sparklin' blue and
With hair as as Guinness 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 mother's till we all stumble in
And it's happy voices mixed with whistles made of tin
And a piper man is blowin' like the Atlantic wind

And an Aran island beauty is on the violin
I wonder will she miss me after seven in Ireland

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

raised a glass to all of us and we all toasted them
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 I swear I saw a tear
But then she looked into my eyes, I knew she my pain
And only then I realized we were in the rain

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