Luyện nghe bài hát The Wearing of the Green

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For the of the green, for the wearing of the green
hanging men and women for the wearing of the green
For the wearing of the green, for the wearing of the
They're hanging men and for the wearing of the green

Oh. Paddy and did you hear the news that's going round?
The shamrock is by law forbid to on Irish ground

St. Patrick's Day no more we his colour can't be seen
For they hangin' men and for the wearing of the green

I met with Napper Tandy and he me by the hand
He said : "How's dear old Ireland and how she stand?"

She's the most country that you've ever seen
For they're men and women for the wearing of the green

For the wearing of the green, for the of the green
They're hanging men and women for the of the green

And if the color we must wear is cruel red
Shure Ireland sons will not forget the blood they have shed

You may the shamrock from your hat and cast it down the sod
But 'Twill take root and flourish there, tho' foot 'tis trod

My father loved his country and sweeped from in 'is
But I had one they died for her never soul be blessed

Most tears me mother for me, how'd bitter they had been
But we proved the traitors for the wearing of the green

For the wearing of the green, for the wearing of the
hanging men and women for the wearing of the green
For the wearing of the green, for the wearing of the
They're hanging men and for the wearing of the green

And if at last our coloured be thorn from Ireland's heart
Her would shame and sorrow for the dear old my wound heart

I the whisper of the land that lies me on the sea
Where the rich and poor stand equal in the light of day

Oh, Ireland, must believe you driven by a tyrant's
And see come mother's from the strange and distant land

Where the cross of England shall never more be seen
And in that we live and die still wearing Ireland's green

For the wearing of the green, for the wearing of the
They're men and women for the wearing of the green
For the wearing of the green, for the of the green
They're hanging men and women for the wearing of the
For the of the green, for the wearing of the green
They're men and women for the wearing of the green