Luyện nghe bài hát Industrial Town

Down in the valley, the so low,
Lay the town over and the winds blow,
Lay the town and dig it all in,
For what we once had not come again.
The people are crying, the are down,
They look at the where once lived a town,
And it's not for the money, they cry not for the
They just cry for a ghost town, such a shame.
Take six politicians and dig me a
Take six intellectuals, my try to save
And six workers, a red flag to wave
And one stupid to rant and to rave...
Now Old King Coal was a merry old
Such a merry old was he,
he fed my dad, he fed my mum,
He fed us three.
And I Old Coach Road,
And the pine trees by its
And I remember the there,
And every and slide.
It's goodbye to you my old grey
Soon days are at an end
dig you up, tear you down,
Goodbye to you - Town.
In the morning when the sun up
On housing, there,
We could feel the ash from the sometimes
floating through the air.
But were good and we didn't mind
About the chimneys and mess.
Oh no, three meals a day, a at night,
We couldn't cared less.
It's goodbye to you my old grey
Soon your are at an end
They'll dig you up, you down,
to you - Industrial Town.
Time moved on, we moved
How a young soon forgets,
Twelve later I returned,
And I see with
houses, empty streets,
Not a soul to meet,
Sold right out, on whim,
Sing this chorus, this hymn.
to you my old grey friend
Soon your are at an end
They'll dig you up, you down,
Goodbye to you - Town.
Town, Industrial Town, Industrial Town.