Luyện nghe bài hát Two Shillelagh O'Sullivan

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

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

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

This Irishman
From the heart of Erin's it was after living peaceful, like
He wore a smile.
But when the smile was him
In a he'd
Come Bad cess for any crossing him
wind up on the ground.

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

(Why he was so was Sullivan,
He could put his hand 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.
be a sad mistake me boys
To for a 44
Before you could get the cocked
have you on
The floor.
O yippee ki yi oh, me
an yippee ki yo
Two O'Sullivan
give any man a go.

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

Across the range from 'til night
He for days
And
fences here and there
And a
Up the strays.

A cattle spread he built
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 O'Sullivan
give 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 through the wilderness,
And you suddenly upon acres and acres of shamrock sprinkled with stardust,
Well, you'll be knowing,
you've just arrived at the O Sullivan spread,
Known has the Leprachauns.
Stop in, won't
Sure, and they'll you a belt of Bushmill's.)