Luyện nghe bài hát Birdsville

V1: Well I'm on the sack with a cat on my lap
When I heard the door slam
thing you know, she's driving down the road
Taking the Van
Cried me a river, all night long
Let me know, not a of hope
And I'm out of dump I'm gone
(chorus) Stick your honey-moon
They don't call this living out at the back of the Birdsville track
V2: Well I've never driven when it comes to women
always get the better of me
Stockman at best, well I come from the
always turn around and leave
Tired of living, dust and sand and flies
Don't long to do the city and run
To find a guy
(chorus) Stick your shack
They don't call this living out here at the back of the track
(bridge) Well I mailed my from a general store
And an answer did back
Some thing you ever,ever seen, sent her photograph Well I found her in the lonely hearts of a country magazine
Good things come to those who
Better never, it ease..

(solo)
V3: One of these days, I'll find me a babe, that loves this out-back
And this one that's coming be the woman
And maybe she's right
Tired in the desert, we'll be all the stars
Holding me tight, all through the
It never would be so
(chorus) Love that shack.
call this living out here at the back of the Birdsville trackX4