Luyện nghe bài hát North Country Blues

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

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

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

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

Oh, the years passed again, and the giving was
With the lunch filled every season
What with babies born, the work was cut down
To a half a day's shift no reason

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

complained in the East, they are paying too high
They say your ore ain't worth digging
That it's much cheaper in the South American towns
Where the miners work almost for

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

I lived by the window as he to himself
This silence of tongues it was
one morning's wake, the bed it was bare
And I was left alone with children

The is gone, the ground's turning cold
The stores one by one they're all
My children will go as soon as they
Well, ain't nothing here now to hold them