Luyện nghe bài hát Industrial Town

Down in the valley, the so low,
Lay the town and hear the winds blow,
Lay the town and dig it all in,
For we once had will not come again.
The are crying, the people are down,
They look at the crevice where once a town,
And it's not for the money, cry not for the blame
They just cry for a town, such a great shame.
Take six and dig me a grave
Take six intellectuals, my soul try to
And six union workers, a red flag to
And one singer to rant and to rave...
Now Old King was a merry 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 pine trees by its
And I remember the there,
And swing and slide.
goodbye to you my old grey friend
Soon your are at an end
dig you up, tear you down,
Goodbye to you - Town.
In the when the sun came up
On housing, there,
We could feel the ash from the mine
Come floating the air.
But times were and we didn't mind
the chimneys and their mess.
Oh no, meals 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 away
How a young child forgets,
Twelve years I returned,
And I see with
houses, empty streets,
Not a soul to meet,
right out, damned on whim,
Sing this chorus, this hymn.
to you my old grey friend
Soon your are at an end
dig you up, tear you down,
Goodbye to you - Town.
Industrial Town, Industrial Town, Town.