Luyện nghe bài hát Mcalpine's Fusiliers

As down the came McAlpine's men
With their shovels behind them
'Twas in the pub they the sub
And up in the spike you'll find

They sweated blood and they washed mud
pints and quarts of beer
And now we're on the again
With McAlpine's

I stripped to the skin with Darky
Way down upon the of Grain
With the Horseface then I knew the rule
No money if you for rain

McAlpine's God was a filled hod
shoulders cut to bits and seared
And woe to he who to for tea
With fusiliers

I remember the day that the Bear
Fell into a concrete
the Horseface said, when he saw him dead
Well, it wasn't what the rich call

I'm a navvy short was the one
That reached unto my
When the going is rough, well you be tough
With McAlpine's

I've worked the sweat has had me bet
With Russian, and Pole
On shuddering jams up in the dams
Or the Thames in a hole

I hard and I've got me cards
And a ganger's fist across me ears
If you your life, don't join by Christ
McAlpine's fusiliers