Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Asphalt

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

'Tis twelve come October since I left me native home
After helping them Killarney boys to the harvest down
But now I wear the gansey and around me a belt
I'm the gaffer of the squad that 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, I've wandered up and the world and sure 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 me pipe down at your boiler fire?
And he himself right down in front, with hobnails up, till late
And says I, me decent man, better go and find your bait

He ups and yells, I'm down on you, I'm up to all yer
Don't I know you for a traitor from the ranks?
Boys, I hit from 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 hollows and we 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

We quickly dragged him out and we threw him in the tub
And soap and warm water we began to rub and scrub
But devil the thing, it hardened and it him hard as stone
And with every 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 him with me pick
Now, says I, it would be to boil him till he melts
And to him nice and easy in the hot asphalt

Well, we laid it in a and we laid 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 about yer lads, ballad singers and the rest
Your and your tailors but we please the ladies best
The only ones who know the way flinty hearts to melt
Are the lads around the making hot asphalt

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

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