Luyện nghe bài hát What's Left Of The Flag

His they close
and his last spoke
he had all to be seen
a life once
now an empty
wilt the
on his grave

away me boy
walk me boy
and by morning we'll be
wipe that tear
from your mother
and what's left
of the for me
then the rosery
them 1 2 3
fell apart as hit the floor
in a garb of
we pay respect
to the we were born to mourn
walk away me
walk me boys
and my morning we'll be
that golden tear
from mother dear
and raise what's
of the for me

In a ruin
an angry wound
full of hatered and
where I pick and
at the mess
silent rage that now fills my
for are many ways
to a man they say
with axe or sword
but son a fired
from a shapeless
leaves but the of a Thompson gun

walk me boy
walk me boys
and by morning be free
wipe that tear
from your dear
and what's left
of the for me

from the east out to the western
where many men and many more will
but no angel flys me tonight
freedom reigns on all
and curse the for which
we slaved our
so every man chose Kingdom
But sure as night day
it's the fashion
oh my god
what they done
madmen rage
well the craze
but the dead rise you fools

walk me boys
walk away me
and my morning