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

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Out on the board the old shearer
Grasping his shears in his bony hands
Fixed is his gaze on a "joe"
if he gets her, won't he make the ringer go

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

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

The man he is there, of course
With his shiny leggin's just got off his
Casting his eye like a real connoisseur
Whistling the old "I'm the Perfect Lure"

The tar-boy is there in demand
With his blackened and his tarry hand
Sees one old sheep with a cut its back
what he's waiting for "Tar here Jack!"

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

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

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

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

Click, click, how the shears go
Click, click, so awfully
You pull out a sheep give a kick
And still hear your shears click, click, click