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

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

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

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

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

The tar-boy is there awaiting in
With his blackened tar-pot and his tarry
Sees one old sheep with a cut upon its
Here's what he's for "Tar here Jack!"

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

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

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

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

Click, click, how the shears go
Click, click, so awfully
You pull out a sheep he'll a kick
And still hear shears going click, click, click