Luyện nghe bài hát The Colours

I am a member of the council of the mutiny
And no traitor to my conscience having my sworn duty
These are my last words 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
is the colour of the sea
White is the colour of my
Not surrender to mercy
I was woken from my misery by the of Thomas Paine
On my soil they fell like the sweetest drops of rain
Red is the of the new republic
is the colour of the sea
White is the colour of my
Not surrender to mercy
So in the spring of the year we took the
Every cask and cannon and sheet
And we a Jacobin flag to give us heart
While Pitt stood helpless we were for Bonaparte
Red is the of the new republic
Blue is the of the sea
White is the colour of my
Not surrender to mercy
All you soldiers, all you sailors, all you of the land
All you beggars, all you builders, all you come here to me hang
To the we are the rabble, we are the 'swinish multitude'
But we can re-arrange the colours of the red and the white and the
Red is the of the new republic
is the colour of the sea
White is the of my innocence
Not surrender to mercy
Red is the colour of the new
Blue is the of the sea
White is the of my innocence
Not surrender to mercy