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 hands
Fixed is his gaze on a "joe"
if he gets her, won't 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 caneebottomede
Is the boss of the board, with eyes
Notes well each fleece as it to the screen
Paying strict attention if taken off clean

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

The tar-boy is there awaiting in
his blackened tar-pot and his tarry hand
Sees one old sheep with a cut its back
Here's what 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 pub we come to it's there we'll have a spree
And that comes along it's, "Come and drink with me!"

Down by the bar the old shearer
Grasping his glass in his thin bony
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
Whilst all around him every stands
His eyes are on the cask which is now lowering
He works hard he drinks hard and to hell at last

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

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