Luyện nghe bài hát Down on the Farm

(Sinclair)
Every morning, before daybreak
upon the farm, on the fishpond
All the little ducks, go paddling
Look out goldfish your for

Sunday morning hear the churchbells
High up in the trees the birds singing In the dewey grass spiders spinning
Rooster calls and cocks his
All the farm animals stirring
Through the morning mist the are beefing
In the grassy cows are munching
Bell it's time for milking

There's such a lot to be done on the
In the sunshine, and when it's
It's hop the pub for a pint
Back on the tractor to the plowing

Standing all alone, the scarecrow
Hasn't got a how the wheat grows
mind the rain, hates the cold though
Specially when icewinds blow snow

All the lane, bees are buzzing
Little furry things in hedgerows
In amongst the corn the are bouncing
Must have springs upon feet

Behind the
The plowman is taking a
At the daughter
hanging her undies in the sun

Better get on your and join us
on the farm

Down here on the

It's a lovely day for walking
The on his bike, Billy's skateboarding
The farmer and his dog out shooting
The gun goes off and hits the tweeting (or: its tweeting)

Lots of smelly around the farmyard
big pile of sh..t behind the rhubarb
Sitting in his pram, bunting
a *BURP* and starts his grunting

Give him a drink, gone pink
Wants his mummy, needs I think
Such a lot can be done on the
In the
And it's lunchtime
hop down the pub for a pint
Sneak out the with Nelly the barmaid
To the

Andrew Guitar
Bardens Keyboards
Richard Sinclair Vocals, Bass
Mel Flute
Andy Drums