Luyện nghe bài hát Big Bad Bushranger

You've about Ned Kelly and those other famous crooks
I've them on the TV, I've seen them in my picture books
Well, here's a little song about a bloke so bad and
An evil, vicious outlaw, the there's ever been

Oh, out in the bush where the fly where the gum trees reach to the clear blue sky
There's a cave in the hillside where I hide, I'm a big, bad

Deep in the cave there's a big, black that's filled to the brim with locks of gold
And rings and things I stole, I'm a big, bad bush-bush ranger

at night when the sun goes down and everyone's asleep in town
I count all my money in my dressing gown, I'm a big, bad

I'm a bush, I'm a bush, I'm a ranger
from the law, livin' on danger
Bang, bang, hands up, stick 'em up
I'm a big, bad bush-bush

Got a rope and a whip and a gun, of course, I'm everywhere by the bush police-force
While I ride through the on my big black horse, I'm a big, bad, bush-bush ranger

And when the townsfolk see me ride they lock all the doors and inside
And find a place that's safe to hide, I'm a big, bad, bush-bush

I ride thirty through the wind and hail to hold up a bank or the Royal Mail
I all my money to my girlfriend, Gayle, I'm a big, bad, bush-bush ranger

I'm a bush, I'm a bush, I'm a ranger
Runnin' from the law, livin' on
Bang, bang, up, stick'em up straight
I'm a big, bad

I sleep every mornin' till half past nine, have m'brekky in bed, then rise and
Get dressed in my for my life of crime,