Luyện nghe bài hát Australia Song

In Georgian times
were so many crimes
No time to hang crook guilty of a felony
Cos no room to jail you
They'd you to Australia
To live in our new-fangled penal
Think that like heaven?
In 1787, it wasn't that kind of once in a lifetime
First fleet took the
Months at sea so
Over 40 died while they on the ship

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

Landed Bay of
Convicts' was rotteny
Needed and shelter but everything failed
Threes too for felling
Stagnant smelling
A step back in time in New South Wales
Soil too for budding
Huts washed up by
Plans for building houses came to ends
The best of all their
Attacked by neighbours
And that is your neighbours don't become good friends

Situation
Tricky, tricky,
Then a fleet of ships was due aground
thought this was lucky
But illness had
were dead or I'll
Fever was spinning

After years
record clears
Just one
You got to pay your own way
No wages meant no
No choice, but funny
Many stayed, farmers and made a stack
arrivers
Proved survivors
Sydney into a place you'd choose to go
Think that be fairer
To convicts who were sent
No way they built prisons even remote

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

Inmate's life still
Sucky, sucky,
Life behind was not very nice
Hideous and
Who ever guessy
This would become a
Holiday