Luyện nghe bài hát The Broad Majestic Shannon

The last I saw you was down at the Greeks
There was whiskey on and tears on our cheeks
You sang me a song was pure as the breeze
On a leading up Glenaveigh

I sat for a while at the cross at
Where young lovers would meet when the were in bloom
Heard the men coming home from the at Shinrone
Their hearts in Tipperary they go

Take my and dry your tears, babe
Take my hand, your fears, babe
There's no pain, there's no more
They're all gone, in the years, babe

I sat for a while by the gap in the
Found a rusty tin can and an old ball
Heard the cards being and the rosary called
And a playing Sean Dun na nGall

And the next time I see you we'll be down at the
There'll be whiskey on and tears on our cheeks
For stupid to laugh and it's useless to bawl
About a tin can and an old hurley ball

Take my and dry your tears, babe
my hand, forget your fears, babe
There's no pain, there's no more
all gone, gone in the years, babe

So I as the day was dawning
Where small sang and leaves were falling
Where we once the row boats landing
By the broad majestic