Luyện nghe bài hát Strike!

Well I got off the train one evening in a little mining
I walking up the main street when the sun was going down

When I heard some singing, so I went to see what for
just be a birthday party, and it might be room for just one more

But it was miners and their families, they had left the mine day
Walked out for conditions, on strike for decent pay

And they sang about their struggle, and their spirit never
Keep your upon the dollar and your eye upon the scale

miners stand together, heed no operator's tale
Keep your hand upon the dollar and eye upon the scale

Well all at once police running, they came running everywhere
They broke up that miner's meeting, and they everyone to jail

But the miners kept on singing and they sang the night through
the sun rose in the morning I had learned that miners song

Now the he asked the police captain, What's that red cat doin' here?
Get all the reds off the streets, sir, was orders loud and clear

Now turned me out of the jailhouse back door, but I wouldn't leave my miner friends
I jumped back to that jailhouse winder and I sang miner songs again

Union miners stand together, heed no operator's
Keep your hand upon the dollar and eye upon the scale