Luyện nghe bài hát The Heilan' Man

10 thousand sodjers,
tae the heilans they North,
and they had millions,
fae the tae the Forth,
they landed Loch Lomond,
for the they thought they'd lie,
but fae on the Cobbler hill,
they this terrible cry.

Grigalai! Grigaloo!
up and fight,
ya crew,
I'll you for my pot of stew,
Yer tae fight wi' me!

On top was a big heilan' man,
a kilt and a big claymore,
he a bit ferocious,
so sent up four,
then he sat tae supper,
wi' the light o' the Moon,
but he lost his for vino,
four heids came rollin' doon.

Then he up Marc Anthony,
another fifty-five,
"Go bring that heid tae me,
or have ye skinned alive",
they heard the o' metal then,
the night was done,
but there came this terrible cry,
the rising o' the Sun.

Then he up a thousand men,
this man to crack,
but oot o' a' thousand,
there was one came back,
"Oh Caesar," the sodjer,
wi' his and black and blue,
"that rascal has kidding us,
there's no' just one, two!"

Then picked his suitcase up,
and he ran then,
he was sixty miles an hour,
but he couldnae his men,
but now maybe wonder,
why told this tale at all,
it has a simple moral,
and they call it Wall.