Luyện nghe bài hát The Blackleg Miner

Oh, in the evening after dark
When the blackleg miner to work
His moleskin pants and shirt
There goes the miner

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

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

So divvent gan the Seghill mine
Across the way stretch a line
To catch the throat, the spine
On the blackleg miner

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

So join the while you may
Don't till your dying day
For that may not be far
You blackleg miner