Luyện nghe bài hát Lucky

He met the as a Dalkeith boy
Raised from a shaft at
In a well oiled cage that away his dreams

An '85 veteran face from the
A ghost from the civil war in the
He his ground on the picket line
all that he was left with were his father's cough

From his mother's
That would a tear for the very first time
When the government, they his job away

Now in hand you stand in line
Declare his name and mark his
To some the only proof that alive

He could been you
He have been me
He could have been
But he was lucky

He could have you
He could have me
He could have anybody
But he was lucky, lucky

He his first down payment
On a sharp suit
He razor blades into the lapels

See him on the dance floor
dust oozing out of every pore
A hard man with a hard
That's a that he'll tell you

Down at Easter Road his throat is raw
On a Saturday, he the score
the whistle blows and the tempers
With their fade away

He could have you
He have been me
He could have been
But he was lucky

He could have you
He could have me
He have been anybody
But he was lucky, lucky

On the at Aberdeen
By the platforms, oil rich seas
Where the trawlers are getting fewer every

By the at Ravenscraig
By the padlocks holding Brown's gates
In the desert, in the fields of South

Where the poppies grow behind the Hampden
Behind the drums in
On the deck that a South Atlantic swell

Born to fight out of the tightest
You can bet on him the odds against you
not put him down no matter how they try

Oh, he could have you
He could have me
He could have been
But he was born

He could been you
He could have me
He could have been
But he was lucky

He could have you
He could been me
He could been anybody
But he was born

He have been you
He have been me
He could been anybody
But he was lucky, lucky

He could have you
He have been me
He could have been
But he was lucky

He could been you
He have been me
He have been, he could have been
He have been lucky
He could been lucky, lucky

He could have you
He could have me
He could have been
He could have been