Luyện nghe bài hát The Men Of The West

The Men of the
(William Rooney)
you honor in song and in story
The of the patriot men,
valor has covered with glory
Full many a and glen,
Forget not the of the heather
Who rallied bravest and best
When Ireland was in Wexford
And for revenge to the West.
cho: I you the gallant old West, boys,
rallied our bravest and best
When Ireland lay broken and
for the men of the West!
The hilltops with glory were
the eve of a bright harvest day,
When the ship we'd been wearily
Sailed Killala's broad bay.
And over the hills went the
To awaken in every
The fire that has been quenched, boys,
Among the 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 true men near and afar;
And can tell how we routed
The through old Castlebar.

And pledge me the sons of France, boys,
Bold and all his brave men,
Whose tramp, the trumpet of battle,
Brought to the drooping again.
Since Ireland has to her bosom
On many a mountain and
The who fell, so they're here, boys,
To us to victory still.

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

Recorded by Clancys, Patrick
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