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 I will tell
For I've got a and begorrah and begob
I can whisper all the weekly wage of bob

'Tis twelve months October since I left me native home
After helping Killarney boys to bring the harvest down
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 hollows and we laid it in the
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 that was equal to the hot asphalt

The other night a copper and he says to me, McGuire
Would you kindly let me light me down at your boiler fire?
And he planks himself right down in front, with hobnails up, till
And says I, me decent man, you'd go and find 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
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 forever, sure I swear, I'll eat me hat
Well, wandered up and down the world and sure I never felt
Any that was equal to the hot asphalt

We quickly dragged him out 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 other rub, sure you could hear the copper groan

I'm thinking, says O'Reilly, that he's 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 stir him 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 world and sure I never
Any surface was equal to the hot asphalt

You may about yer sailor lads, ballad singers and the rest
Your shoemakers and your 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 and with 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 monument to the Irish, hot asphalt

Well, we laid it in a hollows and we 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 sure I never
Any that was equal to the hot asphalt