Luyện nghe bài hát 5.15 A.M.

5.15 A.M.
Snow all around
A cycles home
From his night shift

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

beneath the bridge
He comes to a car
A shroud of upon the roof
A ten jaguar

He the man was fast asleep
Silent, and deep
dead and cold
A shot through bullet holes

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

Put money in
the levers, watch 'em spin
Cash in all the pubs
But he the new nightclubs

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

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

He up the swag
They gaily gave
his giant jag
Off to his big pay day

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

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

blew up or cracked
Black diamonds hard won
toiled and hacked
For a pittance and lung

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

sixty-seven
My angel's gone to
He'll be there
and sweet clean air, oh oh

They gather the glass
Tough and cutters
trappers and putters
Little foals and
Who pushed and pulled the
The hod and the Roley way men
5.15 A.M.