Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Asphalt

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

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

The other night a comes and he says to me, McGuire
Would you kindly let me me pipe down at your boiler fire?
And he planks himself down in front, with hobnails up, till 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 from the shoulder and I gave 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 doesn't last forever, I swear, I'll eat me hat
Well, I've wandered up and down the world and sure I never
Any surface was equal to the hot asphalt

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

I'm thinking, says O'Reilly, that he's lookin' old Nick
And burn me if I am not to claim him with me pick
Now, says I, it would be easier to boil him he melts
And to stir him 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 up and down the world and sure I never felt
Any surface was equal to the hot asphalt

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

With rubbing and with scrubbing, sure I me death 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 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