Luyện nghe bài hát Thousands Are Sailing

The island it is now
But the ghosts still the waves
And the torch up a famished man
Who could not save

Did you work the railroads?
Did you rid the streets of
your dollars from the white house?
Were from the five and dime?

Did the old songs or cheer you
And did they make you cry?
Did you count the and years
Or did teardrops quickly dry?

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

are sailing
Across the western ocean to a land of
some of them will never see
Fortune prevailing across the western
Their bellies full, their free
They'll break the chains of poverty and dance

In Manhattan's desert
In the of afternoon
We hand in hand on Broadway
the first man on the moon

And "The Blackbird" the silence
As you whistled it so
And in Brendan footsteps
I danced up and down the

Then we goodnight to Broadway
Giving it our best
our hats 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 empty
I suppose I must have

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

Thousands are
Across the western ocean the hand of opportunity
tickets in a lottery, where e'er we go
We celebrate the land that makes us
From of Priests with empty plates
From and weeping effigies and we dance