Luyện nghe bài hát Birdsville

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

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