Luyện nghe bài hát At the End of the Day

[THE
At the end of the day you're another day
And that's all you can say for the life of the
a struggle, it's a war
And there's nothing that giving
One more day standing about, what is it
One day to be living.

At the end of the day you're another day
And the shirt on your back keep out the chill
And the righteous hurry
They don't hear the little ones
And the winter is coming on fast, ready to
One day to dying!

At the end of the day there's another day
And the sun in the morning is to rise
the waves crash on the sand
Like a storm that'll any second
a hunger in the land
There's a reckoning still to be and
There's be hell to pay
At the end of the day!

[The foreman and workers, including Fantine, emerge from the

At the end of the day you get for nothing
Sitting flat on butt doesn't buy any bread

ONE]
There are children back at

ONE AND TWO]
And the have got to be fed

[WORKER
And lucky to be in a job

And in a bed!

And counting our blessings!

TWO]
Have you how the foreman is fuming today?
With his terrible breath and his wandering

THREE]
It's little Fantine won't give him his way

ONE]
Take a look at his trousers, see where he stands!

[WOMAN
And the boss, he knows
That the is always in heat

[WOMAN
If Fantine look out
how she goes
be out on the street!

At the end of the day another day over
With enough in your to last for a week
Pay the landlord, pay the
on grafting as long as you're able
Keep on grafting you drop
Or it's to the crumbs off the table
You've got to pay way
At the end of the day!

[GIRL (Grabbing a letter Fantine)]
And what have we here, little innocent
on Fantine, let's have all the news!

[Reading the

Ooh..."Dear you must send us more money...
Your child a doctor...
There's no to lose..."

Give that to me
It is none of business
With a at home
And a bit on the side!
Is there anyone
Who can before God
She has nothing to
She has nothing to

[They fight over the letter. Valjean (M. Madeleine) on to break up the squabble.]

Will someone these two apart
What is this all about?
is a factory, not a circus!
Now, come on ladies, settle
I run a business of
I am the Mayor of this

[To the
I look to you to sort out
And be as as you can-

[He goes into the factory]

Now say how this began!

At the end of the day
She's the one who it!
There's a kid she's hiding
In some little
a man she has to pay
You can guess how she up the extra
You can bet earning her keep
Sleeping
And the boss like it!

Yes it's true there's a
And the child is my
And her father us
us flat
Now she lives with an man
And his
And I pay for the
the matter with that?

At the end of the day
She'll be but trouble
And trouble for all
When there's for one!
While earning our daily bread
She's the one with her hands in the
You must send the away
Or all gonna end in the gutter
And it's us have to pay
At the end of the day!

I have known the bitch could bite
I might have the cat had claws
I might have your little secret
Ah yes, the Fantine
Who keeps so pure and clean
You'd be the I had no doubt
Of any trouble
You a virgin in the light
But need no in the night.

She's been at you
While she's her men

She'll be nothing but again and again

You sack her today

Sack the today!

Right my girl. On way!