Luyện nghe bài hát Young Ned Of The Hill

Have you ever walked the hills
or heard the cry
Or seen the raven as night
Upon a sky
To the purple heather
And hear the wind cry
To know where the rapparee must die

Cromwell pushed us westward
To live our lowly
There's some of us deemed to fight
From mountains high
Noble men with wills of
Who are not to die
fight with gaelic honour held on high

A curse upon you Cromwell
You who raped our
I hope you're down in hell
For the horrors you sent
To our misfortunate
you robbed of their birthright
"To hell or Connaught" may you in hell tonight

Of one such man I'd like to
A by name and deed
His dispossessed and slaughtered
put a price upon his head
His name is know in song and
His are legends still
And for blood money
Was Ned of the hill

You have robbed our and fortunes
Even us from the land
You to break our spirit
But never understand
The love of old Ireland
will forge and iron will
As long as are gallant men
Like Ned of the hill