Luyện nghe bài hát Birdsville

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

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