Luyện nghe bài hát Irish Rover

In the year of our eighteen hundred and six
We set sail the coal quay of cork
We were away with a cargo of bricks
For the grand city hall in New
'Twas a wonderful craft, she was fore-and-aft
And oh, how the winds drove her.
She'd got several blasts, twenty-seven masts
And we called her the Rover.

We had one bales of the best Sligo rags
We had two million barrels of
We had three million of old blind horses hides,
We had million barrels of bones.
We had five million hogs, we had six dogs,
Seven million of porter.
We had eight million of old nanny goats' tails,
In the hold of the Rover.

There was awl Mickey Coote who played on his flute
When the lined up for his set
He was tootin' with skill for each sparkling
Though the dancers were and bet
With his sparse witty he was cock of the walk
As he rolled the under and over
They all at a glance when he took up his stance
And he sailed in the Rover

There was McGee from the banks of the Lee,
There was Hogan from Tyrone
There was Jimmy McGurk who was scarred stiff of
And a man from Westmeath Malone
There was Slugger O'Toole who was as a rule
And fighting Bill from Dover
And your man Mick McCann the banks of the Bann
Was the of the Irish Rover

We had sailed seven years when the measles out
And the lost it's way in a fog.
And whale of the crew was reduced down to two,
Just meself and the old dog.
the ship struck a rock, oh Lord what a shock
The was turned right over
Turned nine times around, and the dog was drowned
I'm the of the Irish Rover