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 will not again.
The people are crying, the are down,
They look at the crevice where lived a town,
And not for the money, they cry not for the blame
They just cry for a ghost town, a great shame.
Take six politicians and dig me a
Take six intellectuals, my try to save
And six union workers, a red to wave
And one stupid singer to and to rave...
Now Old Coal was a merry old soul
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 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 could feel the ash from the mine
floating through the air.
But times were and we didn't mind
the chimneys and their mess.
Oh no, three meals a day, a at night,
We couldn't cared less.
goodbye to you my old grey friend
Soon your are at an end
They'll dig you up, you down,
Goodbye to you - Town.
moved on, we moved away
How a child soon forgets,
years later I returned,
And I see with
houses, empty streets,
Not a single to meet,
Sold right out, on whim,
this chorus, sing this hymn.
Goodbye to you my old friend
Soon your are at an end
They'll dig you up, you down,
to you - Industrial Town.
Industrial Town, Town, Industrial Town.