Luyện nghe bài hát Tales Of The Riverbank

Fourteen of working shifts
In early Mersey mists
Too tired to
The cornflakes on tongue

As hits the docks
You of all the ships there must have been
A river full of everything that not
And if life's not meant to feel like this
Maybe it's time for someone to

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

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

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

Not a in the morning paper
Feels like we've been out for
unions and players won't save us
But there's nothing on can break us

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

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

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

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