Luyện nghe bài hát Tales Of The Riverbank

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

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

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

Sometimes it down to you
The to protect the few
Unless you cross the line jobs are gone

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

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

The strength to load a ships
But willing can turn to fists
On picket lines emotions feelings

A job for decent pay
To fight if the only way
The union well tough you're on your own

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

Not a word in the papers
Feels like we've been out for
The unions and prayers won't us
There's nothing on earth can us