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 bony hands
is his gaze on a bare-bellied "joe"
Glory if he gets her, he make the ringer go

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

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

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

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

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

by the bar the old shearer stands
Grasping his glass in his thin hands
is his gaze on a green-painted keg
Glory he'll get down on it ere he 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 and goes to hell at last

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

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