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 long hands
Fixed is his gaze on a "joe"
Glory if he her, won't he make the ringer go

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

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

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

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

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

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

There we leave him standing, for all hands
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 hell at

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

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