Luyện nghe bài hát The Man Who Wrote Danny Boy

It one night
At three in the
The devil
In my room

And he said I'm pal
And I'll you a deal
Blow your struggle
And I'll take soul for a toy

After rubbing my
I all around me
At the drivel
I'd worked on for

And I told him my
Was to live for all
In some refrain
Like the man who wrote Boy'

And I said if real
Then I'll ask you a
While most of us
Into ashes or

Just you and that guy
Go on
But who writes the
And who do I

He me a wink
And he it was funny
How mortals would
All their blood, and tears

Onto tape, paper
Or the air
To be and forgotten
Outside of his kind

Then I thought I hear
A sound in the distance
Of whiskey-soaked
And and cheers

And they're
That song bring tears to a glass eye
So me the papers
sign them in blood

And the smell of the
Was turned greasepaint
And the roar of the
the furies of hell

And I hear the
And I the bells ringing
And the sound of a woman's
the next room

Saying to me now
lay down beside me
Whatever doing
You're too to see

You can't hold shadows
No more two years
So be glad for the
We're young to enjoy

So I'm drunk or maybe a liar
Or maybe all living inside a dream
You can say you like
When I'm gone, then see

I'll be down in the
Down
Shakespeare and Bach
And the man who wrote Boy'