Luyện nghe bài hát Tales Of The Riverbank

Fourteen hours of shifts
In morning Mersey mists
Too to taste
The cornflakes on tongue

As morning hits the
You dream of all the ships there must been
A full of everything that it's not
And if your life's not meant to feel like
Maybe it's time for to resist

The riverbank could you tales
Of lives, ship with sails
Jobs were passed fathers to their sons

it comes down to you
The many to the few
Unless you cross the your jobs are gone

If it takes a thousand days, we'll never
Tell it a ways, you'll still be wrong

Not a word in the paper
like we've been out for ages
Maybe and players won't save us
But there's nothing on earth can us

The strength to a thousand ships
But willing can turn to fists
On picket emotions feelings overflow

A decent job for pay
To fight if that's the way
The union says tough you're on your own

If it takes a days we'll never stop
it a thousand ways you'll still be wrong

Not a word in the papers
Feels like been out for ages
The unions and prayers save us
There's nothing on can break us