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

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Out on the board the old stands
Grasping his shears in his long bony
is his gaze 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 move
The ringer looks and is beaten by a blow
And curses the old snagger the blue-bellied "joe"

In the middle of the floor in his chair
Is the boss of the board, eyes everywhere
well 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 just got off his horse
Casting round his eye a real connoisseur
Whistling the old tune "I'm the Lure"

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

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

Down by the bar the old shearer
Grasping his glass in his thin hands
Fixed is his gaze on a keg
Glory he'll get down on it ere he a peg

There we him standing, shouting for all hands
Whilst all around him shouter stands
His eyes are on the cask which is now lowering
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 they are such
You clean round the horns first shoulder go
One blow up the and you then turn around

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