Luyện nghe bài hát A Great Northern River

the big ships sail up, the big sail down
a great northern
funnels of red, funnels of
banded with and silver
bringing in cargos of oil and
taking girders of steel and pick iron

oh, faces, flaxom old places
from the sternposts are flying

down on the docks, down on the
lofty standing
working and rivermen shouting
crews making ready for
ropes black and
rusty and red
lay among timber and bollards and
seagulls over wild river cats
down on the are watching

nights by the docks, pack'd pubs
plenty of and swearing
heavy brown ale, muddy stout,
and nobody's
a lass starts to warble a popular
they're throwing her pennies and pieces of
closing called, silence then falls
on a northern river