Luyện nghe bài hát Two Soldiers

He was a blue-eyed Boston boy
His voice was low with
do your bidding, comrade mine
If I ride back

But if you ride back and I am
do as much for me
Mother, you know, must hear the
So write to her

She's waiting at like a patient saint
Her fond face pale woe
Her heart will be broken I am gone
I'll see her soon, I

Just then the order came to
For an instance hand touched
They said, "Aye" and they rode
That and devoted band

Straight was the to the top of the hill
The they shot and shelled
Plowed furrows of death the toiling ranks
And guarded them as they

There soon a horrible dying yell
From heights that could not gain
And those whom and death had spared
slowly back again

But among the dead were left on the hill
Was the boy the curly hair
The tall man who rode by his side
Lay dead beside him

There's no one to write to the girl
The that her lover had said
Momma, you know, awaits the
And shell know he's dead