Luyện nghe bài hát Paddy's Sick Note

Dear sir I this note to you to tell me of me plight,
And at the time of writing, I am not a sight.
Me body is all black and blue, me a deathly gray.
And I write note to say, why Paddy's not at work today.

While working on the fourteenth some bricks I had to clear.
Now to throw down from such a height, was not a good idea.
The foreman wasn't very pleased, he an awkward sod.
He said I'd have to carry down the ladders in me hod.

Now, clearing all these by hand, it was so very slow.
So I up a barrel, and secured the rope below.
But in me haste to do the job, I was too to see;
That a barrel full of building bricks was than me.

So when I untied the rope, the fell like lead.
And clinging tightly to the rope I up instead.
While I shot up like a rocket, to my I found,
That halfway up, I met the bloody coming down.

Well, the broke my shoulders as to the ground it sped,
And when I reached the top, I banged the pulley me head.
Well I clung on tight though numb and from this almighty blow,
And the barrel out half the bricks fourteen floors below.

Now, when these bricks had fallen from the to the floor,
I then outweighed the barrel, and so down once more.
Still clinging tightly to the rope, I towards the ground.
And I on the broken bricks that were all scattered 'round.

While I lay their groaning on the I thought I passed the worst,
When the barrel hit the pulley wheel, and the bottom burst.
Well a shower of bricks rained down on me - I got a hope.
As I lay there moaning on the I let go of the bloody rope.

The barrel then being heavier it started once more,
And right across me as I lay across the floor.
it broke three ribs, and my left arm, and I can only say;
That I hope you'll understand why Paddy's not at today.