Luyện nghe bài hát Fortis Green

Mum shout and scream when dad would come home drunk
When she him where he'd been, he'd say "up the clissold arms"
Chatting up some huzzy, but he didn't mean no
Sunday morning drives, to get away
Ramsgate or southend, it would always be a
Paddling by the sea, trousers rolled up to the
Walking by the sea, full of dreams, ice cream
Grandma's burnt her cheeks getting brown, turn her

Fortis green, memories of when I was young
It can only be a memory. a time that now has

There's uncle frank tellin' stories the war
all the kids, yet we'd heard it all before
While the bombs droppin' round, there were parties underground
Aunt at the gin, while mum's singing songs
From the 40's variety, max miller was going strong
All the are gone, oh, what a blooming shame
I wish that it could be like it was in the old
Sat on auntie's knee, bread in the fire-place

Fortis green, memories of days when I was
It can only be a memory. a that now has gone
Memories of fortis green, when I was a lad
Collecting bottle tops, threepenny bits. with my dad

Sister's in the doorway, with her bloke
Scared to put the cat out 'case I put him off his
But she be denied, I got a shilling as a bribe
I used to do my courting on an old kitchen
The girls all so sporting, but I only really cared for my little katie-sue
There was nothing she do
after tea we would listen to the wireless
Hancock's half-hour, luxembourg. sit for hours

Fortis green, memories of days when I was
It can be a memory. a time that now has gone
green, memories of days when I was young
Collecting bottle tops, threepenny bits. fishing my dad

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