Luyện nghe bài hát Worker's Song

Yeh, this one's for the who toil night and day
By and by brain to earn your pay
Who for centuries long for no more than your bread
Have bled for countries and counted your dead

In the factories and mills, in the shipyards and
often been told to keep up with the times
For our skills are not needed, streamlined the job
And with sliderule and stopwatch our they have robbed

We're the first to starve, we're the first ones to die
The first ones in line for that
And we're always the when the cream is shared out
For the worker is working when the fat cat's

And when the sky darkens and the is war
Who's given a gun and then pushed to the
And expected to die for the of our birth
Though we've never owned one handful of earth?

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All of things the worker has done
From tilling the fields to the gun
We've been yoked to the plough time first began
And always to carry the can