Luyện nghe bài hát Australia Song

In Georgian times
There so many crimes
No time to each crook guilty of a felony
Cos there's no room to you
send you to Australia
To live in our new-fangled penal
Think that sounds heaven?
In 1787, it wasn't that of once in a lifetime trip
First took the journey
Months at sea so
Over 40 died they were on the ship

Those lived were plucky
Plucky, plucky,
Crammed on board rats and vermin, cockroaches in bed
Stench was sicky
Yucky, yucky,
Lice not very nice, can't get out of my head

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

Situation
Tricky, tricky,
Then a second of ships was due aground
Some thought this was
But illness had
Half dead or I'll
Fever was around

After seven
Convict clears
Just one
You got to pay your own way
No wages meant no
No choice, but funny
stayed, became farmers and made a stack
Original
Proved hardy
Sydney turned into a place choose to go
Think that be fairer
To convicts who sent there?
No way they prisons even more remote

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

Inmate's still sucky
Sucky, sucky,
Life bars was not very nice
Hideous and
Who would guessy
hellhole would become a
Holiday