Luyện nghe bài hát Tramp The Dirt Down

I saw a newspaper picture the political campaign
A woman was kissing a child, who was in pain
She spills with compassion, as that young face
In her she grips
Can you imagine all that greed and
down on that child's lips

Well I hope I don't die too
I pray the Lord my soul to
Yes I'll be a boy, I'm trying so hard to behave
Because one thing I know, I'd like to live
Long to savor
That's when they finally put you in the
stand on your grave and tramp the dirt down

When England was the of the world
Margaret was her
And the looked as bright and as clear
As the black
I hope that she sleeps well at night,
Isn't by every tiny detail
When she held that lovely in her hands
All she of was betrayal

And now the cynical
Say that it all the same in the long run
Try that to the desperate father
Who just squeezed the life from his son
And how only voices in your head
And dreams never dreamt
Try telling him the difference
justice and contempt

Try telling me she angry
With this pitiful
When flaunt it in your face
As you up for punishment
And then you to say thank you
Straighten up, proud and pleased
Because only got the symptoms,
You haven't got the whole

Just a schoolboy,
head's like a tin-can
Filled up with dreams then poured down the
Try that to the boys on both sides,
Being blown to bits or beaten and
Who takes all the glory and of the shame

I hope you live long now,
I pray the Lord soul to keep
I I'll be going before
We fold our arms and start to
I never thought for a
That human could be so cheap
But when they put you in the ground
They'll stand there and tramp the dirt down