Luyện nghe bài hát North and South

I was a poor man's son, and followin' tradition
I came of age I hit the road, and followed blind ambition
I served my and payed my dues, now I'm sittin' pretty
Sleeping in a feather bed high above city.

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

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

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

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

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

Drums/Percussion: Ahmun
Bass Guitar: Gerry / Pete Zorn
Fretless Bass: Mo
Keyboards: Clark / Gerry Rafferty
Electric Guitars: Jerry
Acoustic Guitar: Rafferty
Saxophone: Mel
Uilleann Davy Spillane
Rick Sanders
Vocals: Gerry