Luyện nghe bài hát The Man Who Wrote Danny Boy

It happened one
At in the morning
The devil
In my room

And he said I'm pal
And make you a deal
Blow away struggle
And take your 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 for all time
In some refrain
Like the man who 'Danny Boy'

And I said if you're
Then ask you a question
While of us turn
Into ashes or

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

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

Onto tape, onto
Or the air
To be and forgotten
Outside of his employ

Then I thought I hear
A great sound in the
Of whiskey-soaked
And laughter and

And they're
That could bring tears to a glass eye
So me the papers
I'll sign them in

And the of the brimstone
Was turned into
And the of the crowd
Like the of hell

And I the applause
And I hear the ringing
And the sound of a woman's
From the next

come to me now
Come lay down me
you're doing
You're too to see

You hold onto shadows
No than two years
So be glad for the
We're young enough to

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

I'll be in the dark
underground
With Shakespeare and
And the man who wrote Boy'