Luyện nghe bài hát The Men Of The West

The Men of the
(William Rooney)
When you honor in song and in
The of the patriot men,
Whose has covered with glory
Full many a and glen,
not the boys of the heather
Who their bravest and best
Ireland was broken in Wexford
And looked for to the West.
cho: I give you the old West, boys,
Where our bravest and best
When Ireland lay broken and
for the men of the West!
The hilltops with glory were
'Twas the eve of a harvest day,
When the ship we'd wearily waiting
Sailed Killala's broad bay.
And over the hills the slogan
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 in triumph were waving
Before the sun had gone down.
We gathered to speed the good work,
The true men from and afar;
And can tell how we routed
The redcoats old Castlebar.

And pledge me the sons of France, boys,
Bold and all his brave men,
Whose tramp, like the of battle,
Brought to the drooping again.
Ireland has caught 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
Went in disaster and woe,
The of old is still with us
never would bend to the foe.
And Connaught is ready
The loud tuck of the drum
Rings out to the echoes
And tell us the has come.

Recorded by Clancys, Patrick
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