Luyện nghe bài hát Fortis Green

Mum would shout and scream dad would come home drunk
When she asked him where he'd been, say "up the clissold arms"
Chatting up huzzy, but he didn't mean no harm
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
burnt her cheeks getting brown, turn her over

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

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

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

in the doorway, snogging with her bloke
Scared to put the cat out 'case I put him off his
But she wouldn't be denied, I got a as a bribe
I to do my courting on an old kitchen chair
The girls were all so sporting, but I only cared for my little katie-sue
was nothing she wouldn't do
Sunday after tea we listen to the wireless
Hancock's half-hour, luxembourg. sit for hours

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

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