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,
Whose valor has covered glory
Full many a and glen,
Forget not the boys of the
Who rallied bravest and best
Ireland was broken in Wexford
And looked for to the West.
I give you the gallant old West, boys,
Where rallied our bravest and
When lay broken and bleeding;
for the men of the West!
The hilltops with glory were
'Twas the eve of a harvest day,
the ship we'd been wearily waiting
Sailed into broad bay.
And over the hills the slogan
To in every breast
The fire that has been quenched, boys,
the true hearts of the West.

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

And me the stout sons of France, boys,
Humbert and all his brave men,
Whose tramp, the trumpet of battle,
Brought to the drooping again.
Since has caught to her bosom
On many a and hill
The gallants who fell, so here, boys,
To us to victory still.

Though all the bright we cherished
Went down in and woe,
The spirit of old is with us
never would bend 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, Galvin
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