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,
Whose valor has covered glory
Full a mountain and glen,
Forget not the boys of the
Who rallied their bravest and
When was broken in Wexford
And for revenge to the West.
I give you the gallant old West, boys,
Where rallied our bravest and
When Ireland lay broken and
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
into Killala's broad bay.
And over the hills the slogan
To awaken in every
The fire that has been quenched, boys,
Among the hearts of the West.

Killala was ere the midnight,
And high Ballina town
Our in triumph were waving
Before the sun had gone down.
We gathered to speed the good work,
The true men from near and
And can tell how we routed
The redcoats old Castlebar.

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

Though all the bright dreamings we
down in disaster and woe,
The spirit of old is still us
That never would to the foe.
And is ready whenever
The rolling tuck of the drum
out to awaken the echoes
And tell us the has come.

Recorded by Clancys, Galvin
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