Luyện nghe bài hát North and South

I was born a poor son, and followin' tradition
When I came of age I hit the road, and followed ambition
I my time and payed my dues, now I'm sittin' pretty
Sleeping in a feather bed above this city.

It's four in the morning, and I'm sittin' here still
Our love's on the borderline, I this ship is sinking
I still remember when we talked about the Southern Cross a time ago
Look my window and I watch the cold rain fallin'
Somewhere in the distance I can hear a callin'
Is this a or just another station on the Rock Island Line?

When I first came to this with sweet anticipation
My were filled with music, and my nights with conversation
I didn't worry, care which way the wind was blowin'
Yes was magic in the air, and music kept on flowin'.

I was a ridin' on a river
She always wanted so much more I could give her
I still everytime we said goodbye when I was back on the road
I was a man, now I'm a local hero
I remember when my luck was down to zero
Right now I sit and wonder why nobody comes to knock on my door.

Now life is bitter, life is sweet, is what you make it
Your love my life complete, and I just can't forsake it
The has come to travel on, yes now the days I'm countin'
We're goin' back to where we from, gonna live on some old mountain.

It's four in the morning, and I'm sittin' still thinking
Our love's on the borderline, I the ship is sinking
I still remember when we about the Southern Cross a long time ago
I was a man, now I'm a local hero
I still remember when my luck was to zero
Is this a or just another station on the Rock Island Line?

Drums/Percussion: Ahmun
Bass Guitar: Gerry Rafferty / Zorn
Fretless Bass: Mo
Keyboards: Clark / Gerry Rafferty
Electric Guitars: Donahue
Guitar: Gerry Rafferty
Saxophone: Mel
Pipes: Davy Spillane
Fiddles: Rick
Vocals: Gerry