Luyện nghe bài hát 5.15 A.M.

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

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

Then the bridge
He to a giant car
A shroud of snow the roof
A mark ten

He the man was fast asleep
Silent, still and
Both and cold
A shot through with holes

The one armed man
Came north to his boots
up from Cockney land
E-type and flashy suits

Put money in
Pull the levers, 'em spin
cows in all the pubs
But he preferred the new

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

Who knows who did
Somebody made a
said, "His hands were in the pot"
That he'd been hauls

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

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

An' the man
Came up the great north
Up to Geordie
To mine the mother

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

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

Eighteen
My angel's to Heaven
be happy there
Sunlight and sweet air, oh oh

They gather 'round the
Tough hewers and
trappers and putters
Little foals and
Who and pulled the barrows
The hod boys and the way men
5.15 A.M.