Luyện nghe bài hát The Men Of The West

The Men of the
(William Rooney)
When you honor in and in story
The of the patriot men,
Whose valor has covered with
Full many a and glen,
Forget not the boys of the
Who rallied their and best
When was broken in Wexford
And looked for to the West.
cho: I give you the 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 harvest day,
When the ship we'd wearily waiting
Sailed into Killala's bay.
And the hills went the slogan
To in every breast
The that has never been quenched, boys,
Among the hearts of the West.

Killala was ere the midnight,
And high over Ballina
Our in triumph were waving
Before the next sun had down.
We gathered to the good work, boys
The true men from and afar;
And history can tell how we
The redcoats old Castlebar.

And me the stout sons of France, boys,
Bold Humbert and all his men,
tramp, like the trumpet of battle,
Brought 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 dreamings we cherished
Went down in and woe,
The of old is still with us
That never would to the foe.
And Connaught is whenever
The loud rolling of the drum
Rings out to awaken the
And tell us the has come.

Recorded by Clancys, Patrick
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