Luyện nghe bài hát The Sick Bed of Cuchulainn

McCormack and Tauber are singing by the bed
There's a glass of below your feet and an angel at your head
There's devils on each side of you with bottles in hands
You need one more drop of and you'll dream of foreign lands

When you pissed yourself in Frankfurt and got syph down in
And you the rattling death trains as you lay there all alone
Frank Ryan bought you in a brothel in Madrid
And you decked some fucking black who was cursing all the Yids

At the sick bed of Cuchulainn kneel and say a prayer
But the are rattling at the door and devil's in the chair

Well, in the Euston you screamed it was your shout
But they wouldn't give you service so you the windows out
They took you out into the street, kicked you in the
So you walked back in through a bolted door and did it all

At the sick bed of we'll kneel and say a prayer
And the ghosts are rattling at the door and the devil's in the

You remember that foul when you heard the banshees howl
There was drunken bastards singing Billy in the bowl
They took you up to midnight and left you in the lurch
So you dropped a button in the plate and up in the church

Now you'll sing a song of for blacks and paks and jocks
And they'll take you from this dump you're in and you in a box
Then take you to Cloughprior and shove you in the ground
But you'll your head back out and shout we'll have another round

At the graveside of Cuchulainn we'll around and pray
And God is in his heaven and Billy's by the bay