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 love

Look for me when the sun-bright
Sings upon the birch high
But you are in the ground the voles and the weevils
All on your bones so dry

But when the sun
To no bulletin battle-cry
will you make a grave
For I will be then

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

When I was a how the hills of Oconee
Made a to hem me in
at the fair when our eyes caught, careless
Got my right pierced by a pin

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

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

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

Stems and and stone walls too
Could keep me you
Scaly is all too few
To keep me you

But oh, my love, though our may be parted
Though our may not touch skin
for me with the sun-bright sparrow
I will come on the of the wind