Luyện nghe bài hát Yankee Bayonet (I Will Be Home Then)

Heart-carved tree trunk, bayonet
A sweetheart left
Far the hills of the sea-swelled Carolinas
That's where my true lies

Look for me the sun-bright swallow
Sings upon the birch bough
But you are in the ground with the voles and the
All a'chew on your so dry

But when the sun
To no more battle-cry
Then you make a grave
For I be home then

I will be home
I be home then
I will be then

When I was a girl how the hills of
a seam to hem me in
There at the when our eyes caught, careless
Got my heart right by a pin

But oh, did you see all the dead of
All the and the bones and the bile
Though I lingered here with the blankets
And my own belly big a child

But when the sun
To no more bulletin
Then will you a grave
For I be home then

I will be then
I be home then
I will be home

Stems and bones and walls too
Could me from you
skin is all too few
To me from you

But oh, my love, our bodies may be parted
Though our skin may not touch
Look for me with the sparrow
I will on the breath of the wind