Luyện nghe bài hát Hot Asphalt

Good evening, all my jolly lads, I'm glad to find you
If you'll gather all around me, now, the story I will
For I've got a situation and and begob
I can whisper all the weekly wage of bob

twelve months come October since I left me native home
After them Killarney boys to bring the harvest down
But now I wear the gansey and around me waist a
I'm the of the squad that makes the hot asphalt

Well, we it in a hollows and we laid it in the flat
And if it doesn't last forever, sure I swear, eat me hat
Well, I've wandered up and down the world and sure I never
Any surface that was to the hot asphalt

The other a copper comes and he says to me, McGuire
Would you kindly let me light me pipe down at boiler fire?
And he planks himself right down in front, hobnails up, till late
And says I, me decent man, you'd better go and your bait

He ups and yells, I'm on you, I'm up to all yer pranks
Don't I know you for a from the Tipperary ranks?
Boys, I hit straight from the shoulder and I him such a belt
That I knocked him into the boiler of hot asphalt

Well, we laid it in a hollows and we laid it in the
And if it last forever, sure I swear, I'll eat me hat
Well, I've wandered up and down the world and I never felt
Any surface that was equal to the hot

We quickly him out again and we threw him in the tub
And soap and warm water we began to rub and scrub
But the thing, it hardened and it turned him hard as stone
And with every other rub, sure you could hear the copper

I'm thinking, says O'Reilly, that he's like old Nick
And burn me if I am not to claim him with me pick
Now, says I, it would be easier to him till he melts
And to stir him and easy in the hot asphalt

Well, we laid it in a hollows and we it in the flat
And if it last forever, sure I swear, I'll eat me hat
Well, I've wandered up and the world and sure I never felt
Any surface that was equal to the hot

You may talk about yer sailor lads, singers and the rest
Your shoemakers and your but we please the ladies best
The only ones who know the way their flinty to melt
Are the lads around the boiler making hot

With and with scrubbing, sure I caught me death of cold
For purposes, me body it was sold
In the grove museum, me boys, I'm hangin' in me pelt
As a monument to the Irish, hot asphalt

Well, we laid it in a and we laid it in the flat
And if it doesn't last forever, sure I swear, eat me hat
Well, I've wandered up and down the world and sure I never
Any that was equal to the hot asphalt