Luyện nghe bài hát Take Away

At 18 old

and i the farm

this men came in arms

burnt the house

they our lands

brooke our living

mi father

if you to live

them white to men

so i punch nose

and their ass

but then my were confet

take away away

away take away my son (*3)

give a litle heart break gave a little (*2)

6 hungry

behind the

not enough for me

to my mind

to that all my brothers

finded
At 24 I get on my horse and my enemy
But at the fields they lay and shaking in the
At I did got free.

away...

a little...

Lalala lalalalalalalala

away...

Now my bodie is dead and my spirit up
here with other
St. and I having fun
and tons of beer.

Below the irish farmers
are fighting for land

I wish I were with my gun in my hand
for and to be free.

away...
oh please
away...