Luyện nghe bài hát Sailing to Philadelphia

I am Jeremiah
I am a boy
A of wine with you, sir
And the ladies enjoy

All Durham and
Is up by my own hand
It was my fate from
To make my mark upon the

He me Charlie Mason
A am I
It seems that I was
To the evening sky

cut me out for a baking bread
But I had other dreams
baker's boy from the west country
Would join the Society

We are to Philadelphia
A world away the coaly Tyne
to Philadelphia
To draw the
A line

Now a good surveyor, Dixon
But I you'll make me mad
The will kill us both
You gullible lad

You of liberty
How can America be
A Geordie and a boy
In the forests of the

Now your head up, Mason
See America lies
The morning tide has
The of Delaware

Come up and the sun
A new morning has
Another day will it clear
Why your stars guide us here

We are sailing to
A away from the coaly Tyne
to Philadelphia
To the line
A Mason-Dixon
A line