Luyện nghe bài hát Two Shillelagh O'Sullivan

There's many a man that rode a horse across the
Plain There's never been one the Irishman
was his name.

He packed a shooting iron
The he never felt
With two always hanging there
on his belt.
O yippee ki yi oh, me
B'gorrah an ki yo
Two O'Sullivan
He'd any man a go.

(Har the shillelagh.
You know we it the Tipperary rifle.
You have to reload it.)

bronco-busting Irishman
From the heart of Erin's Isle it was after living peaceful,
He always a smile.
But when the was leaving him
In a he'd
Come unwound Bad cess for any him
wind up on the ground.

O ki yi oh, me bucko
B'gorrah an ki yo
Two Shillelagh
He'd any man a go.

(Why he was so was Sullivan,
He could put his right in his own left pocket,
And hold himself out at
Length. No man do that.
It's I'm talking
About. Oh, he could.)

At throwing the rope for branding
He was a man
At his two shillelaghs now
The in the land.
T'would be a sad mistake me
To for a 44
Before you could get the cocked
He'd you on
The floor.
O yippee ki yi oh, me
B'gorrah an ki yo
Two O'Sullivan
He'd any man a go.

(Did you know O'Sullivan the Irish Harp?
No. Oh, sure, and he did.
He put 75 on his two shillelaghs,
He'd stretch out 24 feet,and he had four leprechauns
on them to make the music.
Oh, the wonder of it. Sure and he charm the coyotes out of the hills)

the range from morn 'til night
He rode for
And
A'fixin' fences and there
And a
Up the strays.

A cattle spread he really
As big as
Where he could range a million
And a
be his brand.
O yippee ki yi oh, me
an yippee ki yo
Two Shillelagh
He'd any man a go.

A bit of his lip, he of his hand,
And the toe of his to boot.
Oh, Two O'Sullivan.

(Now if you're ever riding the sagebrush wilderness,
And you come upon acres and acres of shamrock sprinkled with stardust,
Well, be after knowing,
That you've just at the O Sullivan spread,
Known has the Leprachauns.
Stop in, you?
Sure, and they'll give you a of Bushmill's.)