Luyện nghe bài hát Australia Song

In Britain's Georgian
There were so many
No time to hang each guilty of a felony
Cos no room to jail you
They'd you to Australia
To live in our new-fangled penal
Think sounds like heaven?
In 1787, it that kind of once in a lifetime trip
fleet took the journey
Months at sea so
Over 40 while they were on the ship

Those that lived plucky
Plucky, plucky,
Crammed on with rats and vermin, cockroaches in bed
inside was sicky
Yucky, yucky,
Lice not very nice, get them out of my head

Landed Bay of
Convicts' life was
Needed and shelter but everything failed
too strong for felling
Stagnant water
A real step back in time in New Wales
too poor for budding
Huts washed up by
Plans for houses came to sticky ends
The best of all labours
Attacked by neighbours
And that is when your neighbours don't become friends

tricky
Tricky, tricky,
Then a second fleet of was due aground
thought this was lucky
But had strucky
Half were dead or
Fever was spinning

After years
Convict clears
Just one
You got to pay own way back
No meant no money
No choice, but what's
Many stayed, became farmers and made a
arrivers
Proved survivors
Sydney turned into a place you'd to go
Think they'd be fairer
To convicts who sent there?
No way they built prisons even more

Arthur was one of the jails
Where every escape attempt
Was one man who got through
Billy Hunt dressed as a

Inmate's life sucky
Sucky, sucky,
Life behind bars was not very
Hideous and
Who ever guessy
This hellhole would a
paradise?