Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Asphalt

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

'Tis twelve months come October since I left me home
After helping Killarney boys to bring the harvest down
But now I wear the gansey and around me waist a
I'm the of the squad that makes the hot asphalt

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

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

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

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

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

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

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, wandered up and down the world and sure I never felt
Any surface that was equal to the hot

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

With rubbing and with scrubbing, sure I caught me of cold
For purposes, me body it was sold
In the Kelvin museum, me boys, I'm hangin' in me pelt
As a monument to the Irish, 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, I've wandered up and down the and sure I never felt
Any that was equal to the hot asphalt