Luyện nghe bài hát The Broad Majestic Shannon

The last time I saw you was at the Greeks
There was whiskey on Sunday and tears on our
You sang me a song that was as the breeze
On a road up Glenaveigh

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

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

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

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

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

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