Luyện nghe bài hát Mill Boys

Sky was black, Lord, rain pouring down
Number 12 bus shuffling Shaw Road way
Mules spinning, black-faced lifers peck the ground
Sun comes up like over Tango Hill grey
We are boys, stuck on the hill boys
in the mill boys, 'till our dying day
We are mill boys, stuck on the boys
Stuck in the mill boys, our dying day

Cotton mill will get you, boy, she'll you to your grave
Tell you boy to use your head, out your days
You'll end up a nothing, boy, with cotton as your
Sun comes up like lightning over Hill grey

We are mill boys, stuck on the boys
in the mill boys, 'till our dying day
We are boys, stuck on the hill boys
in the mill boys, 'till our dying day

It's easy to see a poor boy's
he's working every day
It's to be there in his shoes
He was to be that way