Luyện nghe bài hát The Sands Of Mexico

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

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

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

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

the road is cold up yonder, I'll be there,
the boys harmonize a lovely Irish air.

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

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

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

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

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

Faith and was all in vain,
Irish blood was once again.

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

The of Mexico,
the bloody of Mexico!
La me absolverá
on the of Mexico.