Luyện nghe bài hát Tales Of The Riverbank

Fourteen of working shifts
In early morning mists
Too to taste
The cornflakes on your

As morning the docks
You dream of all the ships must have been
A river full of everything it's not
And if your not meant to feel like this
Maybe it's for someone to resist

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

it comes down to you
The to protect the few
you cross the line your jobs are gone

If it takes a thousand days, never stop
Tell it a thousand ways, still be wrong

Not a word in the paper
Feels like we've out for ages
Maybe unions and 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 decent job for pay
To if that's the only way
The union says well you're on your own

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

Not a word in the morning
like we've been out for ages
The unions and won't save us
There's nothing on can break us