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 on a bare-bellied "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 hands quick
The ringer looks around and is 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 eyes
Notes each fleece as it comes to the screen
Paying strict if it's taken off clean

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

The is there awaiting in demand
With his blackened and his tarry hand
Sees one old sheep with a cut upon its
Here's what waiting for "Tar here Jack!"

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

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

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

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

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