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

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

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

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

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

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

And if the color we must is England's cruel red
Shure Ireland will not forget the blood that they have shed

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

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

Most tears me mother for me, how'd bitter they had been
But we have the traitors 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
For the wearing of the green, for the of the green
They're hanging men and women for the of the green

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

I hear the whisper of the land that me on the sea
Where the rich and poor stand in the light of freedom's day

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

Where the cruel cross of England never more be seen
And in land 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 of the green, for the wearing of the green
They're hanging men and women for the wearing of the
For the wearing of the green, for the of the green
They're hanging men and women for the of the green