Luyện nghe bài hát Welcome to the Rock

On the tip of North America,
On an island called
an airport.
It used to be one of the biggest airports in the
And next to it is a
Gander.

Welcome to the rock, if you come from
(Hup!)
You probably understand about a of what we say
(Hup!)
say no man's an island, but an island makes a man

'Specially when one comes one like Newfoundland
to the rock!

That morning, I'm in the classroom. It's our first day back and the buses are on strike so I'm covering for Annette, who's running late.

Sorry Beulah, how's the

Not exactly thrilled to be inside on such a gorgeous day, so I told 'em we'd only have a day this morning and they were quite pleased. Until I told 'em we'd have the other half in the afternoon!

Welcome to the weather that you've ever heard of!

Where everyone is nicer, but it's never nice

Welcome to the place you'll get from Disneyland

Fish and and shipwrecks,

is Newfoundland!

to the rock!
I'm an islander, I am an
I'm an islander, I am an
I'm an islander, I am an
I'm an islander, I am an

OZ:
That morning, I'm in my car. The kids cross Airport Blvd to get to school, and that time of day people are in a little bit of a rush to get to work and stuff, so I sit there and run my radar.
(Woop woop!)
And if they're speedin' I'll stop 'em and write out a warnin' ticket. I'll write STFD - Slow the down!

Welcome to the
the winters tried to kill us
And we

We not be killed!

Welcome to the
Where the waters to drown us
And we

We not be drowned!

Welcome to the
Where we lost our loved
And we

We still go on

Welcome to the
Where the winds to blow

And we no!

That morning I drop my kids off at school and head to the SPCA, where I'm greeted by my other kids - all barking and meowing for breakfast and a belly rub. Not that I'm complaining, I loves 'em. But by the time feeding is done I gotta get to pick up my human kids, so I take just one second for myself and I'm sittin' in my car -

I'm in the -

I'm in the room -

BONNIE, ANNETTE,
And I turn on the

You are
At the of a moment
On the of the world
Where the river the sea

On the of the Atlantic
On an island in
and here

OZ:
I'm running my radar Bonnie comes by. She pulls up and she is wavin' at me like mad, so I roll down my window and she says:

Oz, on the radio

OZ:
Slow it down,

Jesus H Oz, turn on radio

Where our starts

It's my day at the station

Where we'll end the

I'm getting for the picket line

Where we know by

Five minutes 'til my break!

Every flight

I'm off to at the airport

to the fog
Welcome to the
To the and the sky
And in between
To the who've left
You're never gone
A candle's in the and the kettle's always on

Where the sun is up
And the world has come
If you're hoping for a harbour then you'll find an door
In the winter the water
To in the way
To the ones who come from away

to the rock!