Luyện nghe bài hát The Colours

I am a member of the council of the mutiny
And no traitor to my conscience having done my sworn
These are my last words the scaffold and I charge you all to hear
How a wretched sailor 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 they fell the sweetest drops of rain
Red is the of the new republic
is the colour of the sea
White is the of my innocence
Not surrender to your
So in the spring of the year we the fleet
Every cask and cannon and compass
And we flew a Jacobin flag to us heart
Pitt stood helpless we were 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 come to watch me hang
To the masters we are the rabble, we are the 'swinish
But we can re-arrange the colours of the red and the and the blue
Red is the colour of the new
Blue is the of the sea
is the colour of my innocence
Not to your mercy
Red is the colour of the new
Blue is the of the sea
White is the colour of my
Not surrender to mercy