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

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

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

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

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

Shearing is all over and 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 a spree
And everyone that comes along it's, "Come and with me!"

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

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

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

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