Luyện nghe bài hát The Man Who Wrote Danny Boy

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

And he I'm your pal
And I'll make you a
Blow away your
And I'll your soul for a toy

After my eyes
I looked all me
At the half-finished
I'd worked on for

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

And I said if real
I'll ask you a question
While of us turn
ashes or dust

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

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

tape, onto paper
Or the air
To be lost and
of his kind employ

Then I thought I could
A sound in the distance
Of singing
And and cheers

And they're
song could bring tears to a glass eye
So pass me the
I'll them in blood

And the of the brimstone
Was turned greasepaint
And the roar of the
Like the of hell

And I the applause
And I hear the ringing
And the sound of a voice
the next room

Saying to me now
Come lay beside me
Whatever doing
too gone to see

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

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

I'll be in the dark
underground
With and Bach
And the man who 'Danny Boy'