Luyện nghe bài hát North Country Blues

Come gather 'round friends and I'll tell you a
Of when the red iron pits ran
But the cardboard-filled windows and old men on the
Tell you now that the whole town is

In the north end of town my own children are
But I was on the other
In the wee hours of my mother took sick
And I was up by my brother

The ore poured as the years passed the door
The lines an' the shovels they was a-humming
'Till one day my brother failed to come
The same as my father him

Well, a long winter's from the window I watched
My friends they couldn't have been
And my schooling was cut as I quit in the
To marry Thomas, a miner

Oh, the years passed again, and the giving was
With the bucket filled every season
What with three babies born, the was cut down
To a half a shift with no reason

Then the shaft was shut, and more work was cut
And the fire in the air, it felt
'Till a man to speak, and he said in one week
That number eleven was

They complained in the East, are paying too high
They say that your ore worth digging
That it's much cheaper down in the American towns
Where the work almost for nothing

So the mining gates locked, and the red iron
And the room smelled from drinking
Where the sad, silent song made the twice as long
As I waited for the sun to go

I by the window as he talked to himself
silence of tongues it was building
'Till one morning's wake, the bed it was
And I was left alone with three

The summer is gone, the ground's turning
The stores one by one they're all
My children will go as soon as grow
Well, there ain't here now to hold them