Luyện nghe bài hát The Colours

I am a member of the council of the naval
And no to my conscience having done my sworn duty
are my last words before the scaffold and I charge you all to hear
How a wretched British became a citizen mutineer
Pressed into service to carry powder I was loyal to the of the whip
It I starved on the streets of Bristol, I starved worse on a British
Red is the colour of the new
Blue is the of the sea
White is the of my innocence
Not to your mercy
I was woken from my misery by the words of Paine
On my barren soil fell like the sweetest drops of rain
Red is the colour of the new
is the colour of the sea
White is the colour of my
Not surrender to mercy
So in the spring of the we took the fleet
Every and cannon and compass sheet
And we flew a Jacobin flag to give us
While Pitt stood helpless we waiting for Bonaparte
Red is the of the new republic
is the colour of the sea
White is the colour of my
Not surrender to your
All you soldiers, all you sailors, all you of the land
All you beggars, all you builders, all you here to watch me hang
To the we are the rabble, we are the 'swinish multitude'
But we can re-arrange the of the red and the white and the blue
Red is the of the new republic
is the colour of the sea
White is the colour of my
Not surrender to your
Red is the of the new republic
Blue is the of the sea
White is the colour of my
Not surrender to your