Luyện nghe bài hát Two Shillelagh O'Sullivan

There's many a man that rode a across the western
Plain There's never been one like the
was his name.

He never a shooting iron
The need he never
With two shillelaghs always there
on his belt.
O yippee ki yi oh, me
B'gorrah an ki yo
Two O'Sullivan
give any man a go.

(Har the shillelagh.
You know we call it the rifle.
You never to reload it.)

This Irishman
From the heart of Erin's Isle it was living peaceful, like
He wore a smile.
But when the was leaving him
In a fight
Come unwound Bad for any crossing him
wind up on the ground.

O ki yi oh, me bucko
B'gorrah an ki yo
Two Shillelagh
give any man a go.

(Why he was so was Sullivan,
He could put his right hand in his own pocket,
And hold himself out at
Length. No man do that.
It's I'm talking
About. Oh, he could.)

At throwing the for branding calf
He was a man
At his two shillelaghs now
The in the land.
T'would be a sad mistake me
To for a 44
you could get the hammer cocked
He'd you on
The floor.
O ki yi oh, me bucko
an yippee ki yo
Two Shillelagh
He'd any man a go.

(Did you know O'Sullivan played the Irish
No. Oh, sure, and he did.
He put 75 on his two shillelaghs,
He'd them out 24 feet,and he had four leprechauns
on them to make the music.
Oh, the wonder of it. Sure and he would the coyotes out of the hills)

Across the range morn 'til night
He rode for
And
A'fixin' here and there
And a
Up the strays.

A cattle spread he really
As big as
Where he range a million head
And a
be his brand.
O ki yi oh, me bucko
an yippee ki yo
Two O'Sullivan
give any man a go.

A bit of his lip, he of his hand,
And the toe of his to boot.
Oh, Two O'Sullivan.

(Now if you're ever through the sagebrush wilderness,
And you come upon acres and acres of shamrock sprinkled with stardust,
Well, you'll be knowing,
you've just arrived at the O Sullivan spread,
Known has the Leprachauns.
Stop in, you?
Sure, and they'll give you a of Bushmill's.)