Luyện nghe bài hát Breakfast In Hell

In the melting snows of
Where the wind'll make you
It was the of May up in Georgian Bay
the mouth of the Musquash River

Where the prowl and the coyotes howl
And you can hear the scream
Back in '99 we cutting pine
And it down the stream

Young Gray came to Go Home Bay
All the way P.E.I.
Where the rough and it makes you tough
No afraid to die

Sandy came a smilin', Thirty Thousand
Was the place to claim his
Now Sandy's but his name lives on
This is Sandy's

Young Sandy Gray on today
In the echoes of a yell
Listen close and you'll hear a
In story that I tell, boys
story that I tell

Now Sandy Gray was boss of the men who'd
The trees the shore
They'd and go till they'd built a floe
100,000 or more

And ride 'em down toward Severn Sound
To cut 'em up in the for timber
And the ships would haul summer and fall
Till the ice came in

One Day big Sandy Gray
Came into camp with a on his shoulder
With a crack he dropped his axe
And the room got a little bit

Said, "Come on all you, we got to do
We gotta give 'er all we can 'er
a jam of logs at the little jog
Near the mouth of the River"

With no time to pray on the day
were hoping for God's forgiveness
But the jam was high in a sky
And they set out about business

They poked with and ran with the rolls
And to stay on their feet
Every trick tried, one man cried
This got us beat!"

But Sandy Gray was not
And he let out a mighty
"I'll be damned, break this jam
Or breakfast in hell, boys
in hell!"

Now every one of the men did the of ten
And Sandy up to the top
He is like a dog heaving 30 foot logs
And it looked like he'd stop

They struggled on, men so strong
Till the jam began to
Then dove for cover to the banks of the river
All except for Gray

Now with thoughts of they held their breath
As they saw friend go down
all knew in a second or two
He'd be crushed or frozen or

saw him fall and they heard him call
Just once and it was over
Sandy Gray gave his life that day
Near the mouth of the Musquash

But Sandy was not afraid
And he let out a yell
"I'll be damned, we'll break jam
Or it's breakfast in hell,
in hell!"

East of Giant's Tomb plenty of room
no fences and no walls
And if you listen close hear a ghost
by Sandy Gray Falls

Through the tops of the trees hear in the breeze
The echoes of a yell
"I'll be damned, break this jam
Or breakfast in hell"

And Gray lives on today
And he let out a yell
"I'll be damned, we'll this jam
Or breakfast in hell, boys
in hell!"