Luyện nghe bài hát 5.15 A.M.

5.15 A.M.
Snow all around
A collier home
From his shift underground

Past the pub
Primary school, workin' club
On the road the pit head
The churchyard packed with dead

Then the bridge
He to a giant car
A shroud of snow upon the
A ten jaguar

He the man was fast asleep
Silent, still and
dead and cold
A shot with bullet holes

The one bandit man
Came north to fill his
Came up from land
E-type jags and flashy

Put your in
the levers, watch 'em spin
Cash in all the pubs
But he preferred the new

sixty-seven
Bandit men in heaven
La vita, sixty-nine
All new to people of the

Who knows who did
made a call
They said, "His were in the pot"
That he'd been skimmin'

He picks up the
gaily gave away
Drives his jag
Off to his big pay day

Oh, the man
Came north to his boots
Came up from Cockney
E-type jags and flashy

An' the man
up the great north road
Up to land
To the mother lode

blew up or cracked
Black came hard won
Generations and hacked
For a and black lung

Crushed by tub or
Together and
How the an' old
Paid the of coal

sixty-seven
My gone to Heaven
He'll be there
Sunlight and sweet air, oh oh

They gather the glass
hewers and cutters
Child trappers and
foals and half-marrows
Who pushed and the barrows
The hod boys and the way men
5.15 A.M.