Luyện nghe bài hát The Bricklayer's Song

Dear sir I write this note to you to you of my plight.
For at the time of writing it I'm not a sight.
My body is all & blue, my face a deathly grey.
And I this note to say why I am not at work today.

working on the 14th floor some bricks I had to clear.
But tossing them from such a height was not a good idea.
The foreman very pleased, he is an awkward sod.
And he I had to cart them down the ladders in me hod.

Well clearing all these by hand, it was so very slow.
So I hoisted up a barrel and secured a below.
But in my haste to do the job, I was too to see.
That a barrel full of building bricks was heavier me.

And so when I untied the the barrel fell like lead.
And clinging to the rope I started up instead .
I shot up a rocket and to my dismay I found.
That half way up I met the barrel coming down.

The barrel broke my as to the ground it sped.
And when I reached the top I banged the pulley my head.
I on tightly numb with shock from this almighty blow.
While the barrel spilled out its bricks some 14 floors below.

Now when these bricks had from the barrel to the floor.
I then the barrel and so started down once more.
But I clung on tightly to the rope, my body with pain.
And half way down I met the once again.

The force of this collision way down the office block.
Caused multiple and a nasty case of shock.
But I clung on tightly to the as I fell towards the ground.
And on the broken bricks the barrel had scattered round.

Well as I lay there on the floor I I'd passed the worst.
But the barrel hit the wheel and then the bottom burst.
A of bricks rained down on me I didn't have a hope.
As I lay there bleeding on the I let go of the bloody rope.

The barrel now being heavier, it down once more.
It landed across me as I lay there on the floor.
It broke ribs and my left arm and I can only say.
I hope you why I am not at work today.