Luyện nghe bài hát Thousands Are Sailing

The it is silent now
But the ghosts haunt the waves
And the torch lights up a man
Who fortune could not

Did you upon the railroads?
Did you rid the of crime?
Were your from the white house?
Were from the five and dime?

Did the old songs or cheer you
And did still make you cry?
Did you count the months and
Or did your teardrops quickly

"Ah, no", he, "'twas not to be
On a coffin ship I came
And I never got so far
they could change my name"

Thousands are
Across the western ocean to a of opportunity
That of them will never see
Fortune prevailing across the western
bellies full, their spirits free
They'll break the chains of poverty and dance

In Manhattan's desert
In the death of
We stepped hand in on Broadway
Like the first man on the

And "The Blackbird" broke the
As you whistled it so
And in Brendan Behan's
I danced up and the street

Then we said to Broadway
Giving it our best
Tipped our to Mister Cohan
Dear old Times Square's bard

Then we raised a to JFK
And a dozen more
When I got back to my room
I I must have cried

are sailing again
Across the where the hand of opportunity
Draws in a lottery, postcards we're mailing
Of sky-blue skies and from rooms the daylight
Never sees where lights don't glow on trees
But we dance to the music and we

Thousands are
the western ocean where the hand of opportunity
Draws tickets in a lottery, where we go
We the land that makes us refugees
From of Priests with empty plates
From guilt and effigies and we dance