Luyện nghe bài hát Paddy's Sick Note

Dear sir I write this note to you to me of me plight,
And at the time of writing, I am not a sight.
Me body is all black and blue, me face a gray.
And I write this note to say, why Paddy's not at today.

While working on the floor some bricks I had to clear.
Now to them down from such a height, was not a good idea.
The foreman wasn't very pleased, he an awkward sod.
He said I'd have to them down the ladders in me hod.

Now, clearing all bricks by hand, it was so very slow.
So I hoisted up a barrel, and the rope below.
But in me to do the job, I was too blind to see;
That a barrel of building bricks was heavier than me.

So when I untied the rope, the barrel fell lead.
And clinging tightly to the rope I up instead.
While I up like a rocket, to my dismay I found,
That up, I met the bloody barrel coming down.

Well, the barrel broke my as to the ground it sped,
And when I reached the top, I banged the pulley me head.
Well I on tight though numb and shock from this almighty blow,
And the barrel spilled out half the bricks fourteen below.

Now, when these bricks had fallen the barrel to the floor,
I then outweighed the barrel, and so started once more.
Still clinging to the rope, I sped towards the ground.
And I landed on the bricks that were all scattered 'round.

While I lay their groaning on the ground I thought I the worst,
When the barrel hit the pulley wheel, and then the burst.
a shower of bricks rained down on me - I hadn't got a hope.
As I lay there moaning on the I let go of the bloody rope.

The barrel then heavier it started down once more,
And landed right me as I lay across the floor.
Well it broke three ribs, and my arm, and I can only say;
That I hope you'll understand why Paddy's not at today.