Luyện nghe bài hát Seven Nights in Eire

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

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

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

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

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

They raised a to all of us and we all toasted them
to Michael, Tom and Pat and seven nights in Ireland

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

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