Luyện nghe bài hát North and South

I was a poor man's son, and followin' tradition
When I came of age I hit the road, and followed blind
I my time and payed my dues, now I'm sittin' pretty
Sleeping in a bed high 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 a long time ago
Look through my window and I watch the cold fallin'
Somewhere in the distance I can hear a siren
Is this a wilderness or just another station on the Island Line?

When I first came to this town with anticipation
My days were filled with music, and my with conversation
I didn't worry, care which way the wind was blowin'
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 everytime we said goodbye when I was back on the road
I was a rhythm man, now I'm a hero
I still remember my luck was down to zero
Right now I sit and wonder why nobody ever comes to on my door.

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

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

Drums/Percussion: Arran
Bass Guitar: Gerry Rafferty / Zorn
Fretless Bass: Mo
Keyboards: Alan Clark / Gerry
Electric Guitars: Donahue
Acoustic Guitar: Rafferty
Saxophone: Mel
Uilleann Pipes: Spillane
Rick Sanders
Vocals: Gerry