Luyện nghe bài hát Mountain Men

The and his daughter
Throw soft shadows on the water in the
A thin moon slips behind
As they pull the net no betraying light

And later on the road, I meet them
And the old man a smile
And who am I to fast the right
To take a fish in a while?

I walk them, they wish me luck
When I ship out on the from the Kyle
And from the church I hear singing
As the moves sadly from the pier
Oh, poachers daughter, best
Two hundred brave souls the farewell tear

Well, a house on the hillside
the drifting sands are born
Lay down and let the slow tide me
Back to the where I came from
Where the mountain men are
And the sound of the piper for everything

I did my tour, did my
I did all asked of me
in the trenches and at El Alamein
Died in the on TV
Going to the mountain kings
the sound of the piper counts for everything

Long generations the Isles
Sent to tread the miles
Where the spiral meet
Felt naked dust beneath feet

Future sun winds to blow
And the past and present hard-eyed
Flew hunting and circling low
blackened plains of Eden

There's a child and a praying
For an end to the
Hoping for a in a letter
Fair wind-blown across the sea
To the mountain men are kings
And the of the piper counts for everything

a house on the hillside
Where the sands are born
Lay and let the slow tide wash me
Back to the where I came from

Where the mountain men are
And the of the piper counts for everything
Where the real mountain men are
And the sound of that piper counts for

the naked dust beneath my toes
While the sun calls winds to blow
And the past and black-eyed crow
Flies hunting high and low
dream mountains of our Eden