Luyện nghe bài hát Three Score And Ten

Methinks I see a of craft
Spreading their sails
Down the Humber do glide
All bound for the Sea
Me I see on each small craft
A crew with hearts so
out to earn their daily bread
Upon the restless

And it's score and ten
Boys and men were lost Grimsby town
From Yarmouth down to
Many hundreds more were
Our craft, our trawlers
Our fishing smacks, as
They did fight that bitter night
The battle with the

Methinks I see yet again
As they leave this land
Casting their into the sea
The herring shoals to
Me thinks I see them yet
They're all on all right
With their nets rolled up and decks cleaned off
And the lights burning bright

Me thinks I've heard the say
"Me we'll shorten sail"
the sky to all appearances
Looks an approaching gale
Me thinks I see them yet
Midnight hour is
The little craft abattling
Against the icy

October's brought such a sight
Twas never before
were mast and yards and broken spars
A washing on the
There were many a heart in
Many a so brave
There were many a fine and lad
That met a grave