Luyện nghe bài hát Worker's Song

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

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

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

And when the sky and the prospect is war
Who's a gun and then pushed to the fore
And to die for the land 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 to carrying the gun
We've been to the plough since time first began
And always expected to the can