Luyện nghe bài hát A Bushman Can't Survive

A city is happy with her friends and family life
Appreciates a wine with him at
She tries to find the she searchs but it's gone
With lots of she hopes he'll be alright
Her man has gone all quiet e's not at
He feel at home hes hard to please
He itchy feet he's tired of noises in the street
He to walk for hours through the trees

No a bushman survive on city lights
Opera and roll and height of heights
His moon on the silver brigalow
Shimmers down the inland river
Out there where the yellow belly
He's working with his hands today on a site
He can smell the cypress on the
It takes him to a ridge out amongst the pines
No shearing no ploughing
His kelpie dog is tired and fast
Tired of gardens for the sheep
His mater doesn't whistle tunes not in the mood
His for open spaces runs too deep

He tries to his woman the lady of his life
He's at a party with a plate
She finds him on the balcony staring at the
An old familiar face he can

His moon shines on the brigalow
down the inand river
Out there the yelloe belly bite