Luyện nghe bài hát Bradman

Sydney, 1926, this is the of a man
Just a kid in from the sticks, just a kid a plan
St George took a gamble, played him in grade
Pretty soon that young man showed them how to the blade
And at the age of nineteen he was playing for the
From Adelaide to Brisbane the did not abate
He hit 'em hard, he hit 'em

He was than just a batsman
He was something a tide
He was than just one man
He could on any side
always came for Bradman 'cause fortune used to hide in the palm of his hand

A came out from England
Wally Hammond wore his felt hat like a
All through the summer of '28, '29 they gave the greencaps no
reputations came to grief
They say the darkest hour is before the dawn
And in the hour of greatest slaughter the avenger is being born
But who then could have seen the shape of to come
In Bradman's first test he for eighteen and for one
They him like a gun
Now big Tate was the trickiest of them all
And a man a wisecracking habit
But there's one crack that won't stop ringing in his
"Hey Whitey, my rabbit"
never forgot it

He was more just a batsman
He was like a tide
He was more than one man
He could take on any
They always came for Bradman 'cause fortune used to in the palm of his hand

England 1930 and the seed into flower
All of grace failed him, it was Bradman was the power
He them in Yorkshire,he danced for them in Kent
He at them in Leicestershire, Leeds was an event
Three hundred he took and rewrote all the books
That really those gents
The critics could not comprehend hsi nonchalant
"Why this man is a machine," they said. "Even his say he isn't human"
Even have to cut something

He was more than a batsman
He was something a tide
He was more just one man
He take on any side
They always for Bradman 'cause fortune used to hide in the palm of his hand

Summer 1932 and Captain had a plan
Larwood bowled to Bradman it was more than man to man
And staid Adelaide nearly boiled over as rage ruled over
Oldfield hit the ground they nearly jumped the fence
Now Woodill was as fine a man as ever went to wicket
And the bruises on his body day showed that he could stick it
But to this day he's quoted and only he could wear it
"There's two teams out there today and one of them's playing cricket."

He was longer than a memory, than a town
He feet they used to sparkle and he always kept on the ground
Fathers took their sons who never lost the of the roar of the grandstand

Now shadows grow longer and there's so mush more yet to be told
But we're not getting any younger, so let the part the whole
Now the players all colours, the circus is in town
I can no go down there, down to that sacred ground

He was than just a batsman
He was something like a
He was more just one man
He could take on any
They always came for Bradman 'cause fortune used to in the palm of his hand