Luyện nghe bài hát The Blackleg Miner

Oh, it's in the evening dark
When the blackleg miner to work
His moleskin pants and dirty
There goes the blackleg

Well, he grabs his duds and he goes
To hew the coal that below
There's not a woman in this row
Will at the blackleg miner

Oh, Delaval is a terrible
They rub wet clay in the face
And around the heaps run a footrace
To the blackleg miner

So divvent gan the Seghill mine
the way they stretch a line
To the throat, break the spine
On the dirty miner

So he grabbed his duds, his as well
And they hoy down the pit of hell
you go and paid you well
You dirty miner

So the union while you may
wait till your dying day
For may not be far away
You dirty blackleg