Luyện nghe bài hát Working John, Working Joe

When I was a young man as all good tales
I was taught to out my hand
And for my pay I worked, an day
And took what I could win

Now I'm a John and I'm a working Joe
And I'm doing what I
For God and the
Big watches over me

And the state and feeds me
And my conscience never me
And I'm to the unions
Who me at all levels

Now, as I grew, the winds of fortune
And the bank down upon me
And mortgaged to the hilt I
The breeze of caution's me

Now I'm a working and I'm a working Joe
And I'm at what I know
And God and the
Have blessed me with

Now I'm equal to the of you
And better than the of you
Who criticize my success
In times of unrest

Now I own my carriage
In its central heated
And I commute eighty a day
Up at to make it pay

I ten limited companies
seeming consummate expertise
Two ulcers and a disease
A trembling in both knees

And I'm a working John, I'm a Joe
And I'm what I know
But God and the
Big brother over me

And the state protects and me
And my conscience leaves me
And I'm to the unions
Who me at all levels

I'm a John, yes, I'm a working Joe
And I'm a John, yes, I'm a working Joe