Luyện nghe bài hát Tale Of The Ballydowse

Open your and up a seat for the tale of the ballydowse.
what they are might well be you when
the tell your house
between way past plenty and a need no one know
they were and raised unsettled
sight of high and low
blessings, hardhsips, toes, and
fingers, opened eyes and lingered
to the ones who got last
to the dancers never
to the darkened of the heart of man
leaves his brother trapped

underbred and under way we are to
the fray for the lovely underdogs
underbrush and underbelly flying
willy-nilly we'll the greedy and the cruel.
come along all are let
man's be broken, from silver
spoons to empty all
raise your glass and raise your voices
against be for us
no paradise we'll reap but we'll go
plowing just the

so you sat and heard the tell, if
leaving just as
too many on the fences as it is
but if your heart volunteers to the
and the
let the dead bury the and come along
equal blessing, hardships, crying, and
you'll get back just like you're
to the who got picked last
to the never asked
if you got ears then hear if you forget we asked