Luyện nghe bài hát At the End of the Day

[THE
At the end of the day you're day older
And that's all you can say for the life of the
It's a struggle, a war
And there's that anyone's giving
One day standing about, what is it for?
One day to be living.

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

At the end of the day there's day dawning
And the sun in the is waiting to rise
Like the crash on the sand
Like a storm that'll break any
There's a in the land
a reckoning still to be reckoned 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 nothing for
Sitting flat on your butt doesn't buy any

ONE]
There are children back at

[WORKERS ONE AND
And the children got to be fed

TWO]
And you're to be in a job

And in a bed!

And counting our blessings!

TWO]
Have you seen how the foreman is fuming
his terrible breath and his wandering hands?

[WOMAN
It's because little Fantine give him his way

ONE]
Take a look at his trousers, you'll see he stands!

FOUR]
And the boss, he knows
the foreman is always in heat

[WOMAN
If doesn't 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
Keep on grafting as long as you're
Keep on grafting you drop
Or it's to the crumbs off the table
got to pay your way
At the end of the day!

[GIRL (Grabbing a from Fantine)]
And what have we here, innocent sister?
Come on Fantine, have all the news!

[Reading the

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

Give letter to me
It is none of your
With a husband at
And a bit on the side!
Is there here
Who can swear God
She has to fear?
She has to hide?

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

Will someone tear these two
What is fighting all about?
is a factory, not a circus!
Now, come on ladies, down
I run a of repute
I am the of this town

[To the
I to you to sort this out
And be as patient as you

[He goes back into the

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 town
a man she has to pay
You can guess how she up the extra
You can bet she's her keep
around
And the boss like it!

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

At the end of the day
She'll be nothing but
And trouble for all
When there's for one!
While earning our daily bread
She's the one her hands in the butter
You must send the slut
Or we're all gonna end in the
And us who'll have to pay
At the end of the day!

I might have known the could bite
I might known the cat had claws
I might guessed your little secret
Ah yes, the Fantine
Who herself so pure and clean
be the cause I had no doubt
Of any hereabout
You play a virgin in the
But no urgin' in the night.

She's laughing at you
While having her men

She'll be nothing but trouble again and

You sack her today

Sack the today!

Right my girl. On way!