Luyện nghe bài hát Young Ned Of The Hill

Have you ever walked the lonesome and heard the curlews cry
Or seen the raven black as night upon a sky
To the purple heather and hear the westwind cry
To know that's the Rapparee must die

As since pushed us westward to live our lowly lives
There's some of us have deemed to fight from Tipperary high
Noble men wills of iron who are not afraid to die
And who'll fight with honor held on high

A upon you Oliver Cromwell, you who raped our Motherland
I you're rotting down in hell for the horrors that you sent
To our misfortunate whom you robbed of their birthright
"To hell or Connaught" may you in hell tonight

Of one such man I'd like to speak, a by name and deed
His dispossessed and slaughtered they put a price upon his head
His name is known in and story, his deeds are legends still
And murdered for blood money was Ned of the hill

You robbed our homes and fortunes even drove us from our land
You tried to our spirit but you'll never understand
The of dear old Ireland that will forge and iron will
As long as there are gallant men, young Ned of the hill

A curse upon you Oliver Cromwell, you who our Motherland
I you're rotting down in hell for the horrors that you sent
To our misfortunate whom you robbed of their birthright
"To hell or Connaught" may you in hell tonight