Luyện nghe bài hát The Bricklayer's Song

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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