Luyện nghe bài hát The Blackleg Miner

Oh, it's in the evening after
When the miner creeps to work
His moleskin and dirty shirt
There goes the miner

Well, he his duds and down he goes
To hew the coal lies below
not a woman in this town row
Will look at the blackleg

Oh, Delaval is a place
rub wet clay in the blackleg's face
And around the they run a footrace
To the blackleg miner

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

So he his duds, his picks as well
And they hoy down the pit of hell
Down you go and you well
You blackleg miner

So join the union you may
Don't wait your dying day
For may not be far away
You dirty miner