Luyện nghe bài hát The Irish Rover

On the 4th of July,
We set sail from the cove of Cork
We were sailing away with a of bricks
For the Grand City Hall in New

a wonderful craft, she was rigged fore and aft
And oh, how the wind drove her
She stood several blasts, she had twenty masts
And called her The Irish Rover

We had one million bags of the Sligo rags
We had two million of stone
We had three million of old blind horses hides
We had four barrels of bones

We had five hogs and six million dogs
million barrels of porter
We had eight million bails of old nanny-goats'
In the of the Irish Rover

There was awl Coote who played hard on his flute
When the lined up for a set
He was tootin' skill for each sparkling quadrille
Though the dancers fluther'd and bet

With his smart talk, he was cock of the walk
And he rolled the dames and over
They all knew at a glance he took up his stance
he sailed in The Irish Rover

There was Barney from the banks of the Lee
There was Hogan from County
There was Johnny who was scared stiff of work
And a man from called Malone

There was Slugger O'Toole who was as a rule
And Bill Treacy from Dover
And man, Mick MacCann from the banks of the Bann
Was the skipper of the Irish

We had sailed seven years when the measles out
And the lost its way in the fog
And that whale of a crew was down to two
Just and the Captain's old dog

Then the ship struck a rock, oh Lord, a shock
The bulkhead was right over
Turned nine around and the poor old dog was drowned
I'm the of The Irish Rover