Luyện nghe bài hát Container Drivers

Net cap. of five thousand pounds
sweat on their way down
Report with bastards
Hang like clowns the
Uh-containers and drivers
Bad
The bowel
their wages
Sometimes in sleeves
Look at a car for two days
at a grey port for two days
Train line, stone and
is not their town
Big cigars come out of the
Sweat on way down
F. Jack's a distant
are just part time workers
And no thanks
From the bay racks
Look at a car for two days
at a grey port for two days
Train line, stone and
roll on roll off
The container
It's before wages

Uh-and drivers