Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Asphalt

Good evening, all my lads, I'm glad to find you well
If gather all around me, now, the story I will tell
For I've got a and begorrah and begob
I can all the weekly wage of nineteen bob

'Tis months come October since I left me native home
After helping them boys to bring the harvest down
But now I the gansey and around me waist a belt
I'm the gaffer of the squad that makes the hot

Well, we it in a hollows and we laid it in the flat
And if it doesn't forever, sure I swear, I'll eat me hat
Well, wandered up and down the world and sure I never felt
Any surface that was to the hot asphalt

The other night a copper comes and he says to me,
Would you kindly let me light me down at your boiler fire?
And he planks himself right down in front, with hobnails up, late
And says I, me decent man, you'd better go and find bait

He ups and yells, I'm on you, I'm up to all yer pranks
Don't I know you for a traitor from the ranks?
Boys, I hit straight the shoulder and I gave him such a belt
I knocked him into the boiler full of hot asphalt

Well, we laid it in a and we laid it in the flat
And if it last forever, sure I swear, I'll eat me hat
Well, wandered up and down the world and sure I never felt
Any surface was equal to the hot asphalt

We quickly him out again and we threw him in the tub
And with soap and water we began to rub and scrub
But devil the thing, it hardened and it him hard as stone
And with every other rub, sure you hear the copper groan

I'm thinking, says O'Reilly, that lookin' like old Nick
And me if I am not inclined to claim him with me pick
Now, says I, it would be easier to boil him till he
And to him nice and easy in the hot asphalt

Well, we laid it in a hollows and we it in the flat
And if it doesn't last forever, sure I swear, eat me hat
Well, I've wandered up and down the and sure I never felt
Any surface was equal to the hot asphalt

You may talk yer sailor lads, ballad singers and the rest
Your shoemakers and tailors but we please the ladies best
The only who know the way their flinty hearts to melt
Are the around the boiler making hot asphalt

With rubbing and scrubbing, sure I caught me death of cold
For scientific purposes, me it was sold
In the Kelvin grove museum, me boys, I'm in me pelt
As a monument to the Irish, making hot

Well, we it in a hollows and we laid it in the flat
And if it doesn't last forever, sure I swear, eat me hat
Well, I've up and down the world and sure I never felt
Any surface that was to the hot asphalt