Luyện nghe bài hát Industrial Town

Down in the valley, the so low,
Lay the town over and hear the blow,
Lay the over and dig it all in,
For what we once had will not again.
The people are crying, the are down,
They at the crevice where once lived a town,
And not for the money, they cry not for the blame
They cry for a ghost town, such a great shame.
Take six politicians and dig me a
six intellectuals, my soul try to save
And six union workers, a red flag to
And one singer to rant and to rave...
Now Old King Coal was a old soul
a merry old soul was he,
he fed my dad, he fed my mum,
He fed us three.
And I Old Coach Road,
And the trees by its side
And I remember the there,
And swing and slide.
It's to you my old grey friend
your days are at an end
They'll dig you up, you down,
to you - Industrial Town.
In the morning when the sun up
On housing, there,
We feel the ash from the mine sometimes
Come floating the air.
But were good and we didn't mind
About the chimneys and mess.
Oh no, three a day, a sleep at night,
We have cared less.
It's to you my old grey friend
your days are at an end
They'll dig you up, you down,
Goodbye to you - Town.
Time moved on, we moved
How a young soon forgets,
years later I returned,
And I see regret
Empty houses, streets,
Not a single to meet,
Sold out, damned on whim,
Sing this chorus, sing hymn.
Goodbye to you my old grey
Soon your are at an end
They'll dig you up, you down,
Goodbye to you - Town.
Town, Industrial Town, Industrial Town.