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 Ireland was 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 with glory were glowing
'Twas the eve of a bright day,
the ship we'd been wearily waiting
Sailed into Killala's bay.
And the hills went 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 high over Ballina
Our banners in were waving
Before the next sun had down.
We gathered to speed the work, boys
The true men from and afar;
And history can tell how we
The redcoats old Castlebar.

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

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

Recorded by Clancys, Galvin
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