Luyện nghe bài hát The Broad Majestic Shannon

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

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

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

I sat for a by the gap in the wall
Found a rusty tin can and an old hurley
Heard the being dealt and the rosary called
And a fiddle Sean Dun na nGall

And the next time I see you be down at the Greeks
be whiskey on Sunday and tears on our cheeks
For it's to laugh and it's useless to bawl
About a rusty tin can and an old ball

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

So I walked as the day was
Where small birds and leaves were falling
Where we once watched the row landing
By the broad majestic