Luyện nghe bài hát Bradman

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

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

A team out from England
Wally wore his felt hat like a chief
All through the summer of '28, '29 they gave the greencaps no
reputations came to grief
They say the darkest is right before the dawn
And in the of greatest slaughter the great avenger is being born
But who then could have seen the shape of things to
In Bradman's first test he for eighteen and for one
dropped him like a gun
Now big Maurice Tate was the trickiest of all
And a man with a wisecracking
But one crack that won't stop ringing in his ears
"Hey Whitey, my rabbit"
Bradman forgot it

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

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

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

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

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

Now shadows they grow longer and there's so 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 longer go down there, down to sacred ground

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