Luyện nghe bài hát North Country Blues

Come 'round, friends
And I'll tell you a
Of when the red iron ore pits ran
But the cardboard filled
And old men on the
you now that the whole town is empty

In the north end of
My own are grown
But I was up on the other
In the wee of youth
My mother took
And I was up by my brother

The iron ore
As the years the door
The drag lines an' the shovels was
one day my brother
Failed to home
The same as my before him

Well, a winter's wait
From the I watched
My friends, couldn't have been kinder
And my was cut
As I quit in the
To marry Thomas, a miner

Oh, the years passed
And the was good
With the lunch buckets every season
What with three born
The work was cut
To a half a shift with no reason

Then the was soon shut
And my work, it was cut
And the firing air, it frozen
a man come to speak
And he said in one
That number was closin'

They complained in the
they are paying too high
They say that your ore ain't worth
it's much cheaper down
In South town
Where the miners work almost for

So the gates locked
And the red iron
And the room smelled from drinking
Where the sad, silent
the hour twice as long
As I for the sun to go sinking

I lived by the
As he talked to
silence of tongues, it was building
Then one morning's
The bed, it was
And I's left alone with three

The summer is
The turning cold
The stars, one by one, they're
My children go
As soon as grow
Oh, there ain't nothing here now to them