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

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

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

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

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

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

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