Luyện nghe bài hát Seven Nights in Eire

The pub we could stagger to was twelve steps from the plane
A Virgin flight to Shannon 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 out on the cobble stones, whiskey drunk and high again
Liquored up and gearin' up for seven in Ireland

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

And an island beauty is sawin' 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 against the odds and came in six to one
McSwiggin heard the report, he invited us on in
So we drank Catholic with all our newfound friends

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

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

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