Luyện nghe bài hát The Sands Of Mexico

We down to Churubusco,
But the devil got first;
the was hard, the way was long,
was far worse.

Pressed in the Union
and off to go
along the southern
to the of Mexico.

Now we come from and Kerry,
that world has past,
My Mary be pleased to know
I'm a man at last!

In this distressed
little comfort do we
my is my road map
on the of Mexico.

When the road is cold up yonder, be there,
the will harmonize a lovely Irish air.

a message to my Mary,
she's the one that's true I
when you saw me I had
on the of Mexico.

Now the army us harshly,
we but trash to them,
Irish farmers
not class soldier men.

They beat us and banged us,
us, you know,
but they couldn't us killers,
on the sands of

why we call it faith,
that's why we him Lord,
that's why I away
my sword.

Our Riley seized the day
and marched us the road,
and we wouldn't our brothers,
on the of Mexico.

and righteousness was all in vain,
Irish blood was spilled again.

As I upon the gallows,
it the soul to know
will absolve us
on the of Mexico.

The of Mexico,
the sands of Mexico!
La historia me
on the of Mexico.