Luyện nghe bài hát The Men Of The West

The Men of the
(William Rooney)
When you in song and in story
The of the patriot men,
valor has covered with glory
Full a mountain and glen,
Forget not the boys of the
Who rallied their and best
When Ireland was in Wexford
And looked for to the West.
cho: I give you the old West, boys,
Where our bravest and best
Ireland lay broken and bleeding;
for the men of the West!
The hilltops with glory glowing
'Twas the eve of a bright day,
When the ship we'd been wearily
Sailed into Killala's bay.
And over the hills went the
To awaken in every
The fire has never been quenched, boys,
the true hearts of the West.

Killala was ere the midnight,
And over Ballina town
Our banners in were waving
the next sun had gone down.
We gathered to the good work, boys
The men from near and afar;
And history can tell how we
The through old Castlebar.

And pledge me the stout of France, boys,
Humbert and all his brave men,
Whose tramp, the trumpet of battle,
hope to the drooping again.
Since has caught to her bosom
On a mountain and hill
The who fell, so they're here, boys,
To cheer us to still.

Though all the bright we cherished
Went down in and woe,
The spirit of old is still us
That never would to the foe.
And Connaught is whenever
The loud rolling of the drum
out to awaken the echoes
And us the morning has come.

Recorded by Clancys, Patrick
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