Luyện nghe bài hát Paddy's Sick Note

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

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

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

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

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

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

While I lay their groaning on the I thought I passed the worst,
When the barrel hit the wheel, and then the bottom burst.
Well a shower of bricks rained down on me - I got a hope.
As I lay moaning on the ground: I let go of the bloody rope.

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