Luyện nghe bài hát The Plough

I packed up my suitcase and left the old
I promised my papa, I'd come to no
And I went to the city where I was
In a firm of as an office boy

I fetched and I carried, I watched and I
And slowly but surely I rose the firm
But I discovered my colleagues one day
the figures for personal gain
I said, "I'll not wallow in house of shame"

I'll plough my own furrow, go my own way

Gravely I to Reverend McBride
Down at the mission house Friday night
Heaven's salvation for those who best
and damnation for all of the rest

Try as I might, I could not
Why The all merciful hand
Should cast those whose only mistake
Was never to know the Christian
The stars that we can lead us astray

I'll plough my own furrow, go my own way

I fled from the capital's malaise
And trekked through the for fourteen days
'Til I found the camped high in the hills
I Comrade Diaz, whom I should kill

I into town with a knife in my teeth
And entered the of the Chief of Police
I stood at his and raised up my blade
Then I looked to the crib his little one lay
You murder tomorrow by killing

I'll my own furrow, I'll go my own way