Luyện nghe bài hát Fortis Green

Mum would shout and scream when dad would come home
she asked him where he'd been, he'd say "up the clissold arms"
Chatting up huzzy, but he didn't mean no harm
morning drives, just to get away
Ramsgate or southend, it would always be a
Paddling by the sea, rolled up to the knees
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 be a memory. a time that now has gone

There's uncle frank tellin' from the war
Frightening all the kids, yet we'd heard it all
While the were droppin' round, there were parties underground
Aunt at the gin, while mum's singing songs
From the 40's when variety, max miller was going
All the characters are gone, oh, a blooming shame
I wish that it be like it was in the old days
Sat on auntie's knee, toasting bread in the

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

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

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

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