Luyện nghe bài hát Lucky

He met the world as a boy
Raised a shaft at Monktonhall
In a well oiled cage that locked away his

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

From his eyes
That would hold a tear for the first time
When the government, took his job away

Now fist in you stand in line
his name and mark his time
To some the proof that they're alive

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

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

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

See him on the dance floor
Cool dust oozing out of every
A hard man a hard life
That's a story that tell you

Down at Road till his throat is raw
On a Saturday, he the score
Till the whistle and the tempers
With colors fade away

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

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

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

By the furnaces at
By the padlocks holding John gates
In the desert, in the fields of Armagh

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

to fight out of the tightest corner
You can bet on him with the odds you
They'll not put him no matter how they try

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

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

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

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

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

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

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