Luyện nghe bài hát Click go the shears(Down under)

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Out on the board the old shearer
Grasping his in his long bony hands
is his gaze on a bare-bellied "joe"
Glory if he gets her, he make the ringer go

Click go the boys, click, click, click
Wide is his blow and his hands quick
The looks around and is beaten by a blow
And curses the old snagger the blue-bellied "joe"

In the middle of the in his caneebottomede chair
Is the of the board, with eyes everywhere
Notes well fleece as it comes to the screen
Paying strict attention if it's taken off

The colonial-experience man he is there, of
With his leggin's just got off his horse
Casting round his eye like a real
Whistling the old "I'm the Perfect Lure"

The tar-boy is awaiting in demand
With his blackened tar-pot and his hand
Sees one old with a cut upon its back
Here's what he's waiting for "Tar Jack!"

Shearing is all over and we've all got our
Roll up your swag for we're off on the
The first pub we come to it's there have a spree
And everyone that along it's, "Come and drink with me!"

by the bar the old shearer stands
Grasping his glass in his thin hands
Fixed is his on a green-painted keg
he'll get down on it ere he stirs a peg

There we leave him standing, shouting for all
Whilst all around him shouter stands
His are on the cask which is now lowering fast
He works hard he drinks hard and goes to at last

You take off the belly-wool out the crutch
Go up the neck for the they are such
You clean round the horns shoulder go down
One blow up the and you then turn around

Click, click, that's how the go
Click, click, so quick
You pull out a he'll give a kick
And still your shears going click, click, click