Luyện nghe bài hát Thousands Are Sailing

The it is silent now
But the still haunt the waves
And the torch lights up a man
Who fortune could not

Did you work the railroads?
Did you rid the streets of
Were your dollars from the house?
Were they from the and dime?

Did the old songs or cheer you
And did they still make you
Did you count the months and
Or did your teardrops dry?

"Ah, no", he, "'twas not to be
On a coffin ship I here
And I even got so far
That they could my name"

are sailing
Across the ocean to a land of opportunity
That some of them never see
Fortune prevailing across the western
Their full, their spirits free
They'll break the of poverty and they'll dance

In Manhattan's desert
In the death of
We stepped in hand on Broadway
Like the man on the moon

And "The Blackbird" broke the
As you whistled it so
And in Brendan Behan's
I danced up and down the

Then we said goodnight to
Giving it our regards
Tipped our to Mister Cohan
Dear old Square's favorite bard

we raised a glass to JFK
And a dozen besides
When I got back to my room
I I must have cried

Thousands are sailing
the ocean where the hand of opportunity
Draws tickets in a lottery, we're mailing
Of sky-blue skies and oceans from rooms the
Never sees where lights glow on Christmas trees
But we to the music and we dance

are sailing
Across the western where the hand of opportunity
Draws tickets in a lottery, e'er we go
We celebrate the land that makes us
From of Priests with empty plates
From guilt and weeping and we dance