Luyện nghe bài hát Down on the Farm

(Sinclair)
Every morning, before daybreak
Down upon the farm, on the
All the ducks, they go paddling
Look out goldfish for breakfast

Sunday morning hear the churchbells
High up in the the birds were singing In the dewey grass spiders spinning
Rooster and cocks his doodle
All around the farm animals
Through the mist the bulls are beefing
In the grassy cows are munching
Daisy Bell it's time for

There's such a lot to be on the farm
In the sunshine, and when lunchtime
It's hop the pub for a pint
Back on the to finish the plowing

Standing all alone, the scarecrow
got a clue how the wheat grows
Doesn't mind the rain, hates the though
Specially when those icewinds snow

All along the lane, bees are
Little things in hedgerows scurrying
In amongst the corn the are bouncing
Must have upon their feet

Behind the
The is taking a peek
At the farmer's
hanging her undies in the sun

Better get on boots and join us
on the farm

Down here on the

a lovely day for country walking
The vicar's on his bike, skateboarding
The farmer and his dog out back
The gun goes off and the tweeting (or: its stopped tweeting)

Lots of stinks around the farmyard
Great big pile of sh..t behind the
in his pram, baby bunting
Does a and starts his grunting

Give him a drink, he's pink
Wants his mummy, needs I think
a lot can be done on the farm
In the
And when lunchtime
It's hop down the pub for a
out the backway with Nelly the barmaid
To the

Andrew Guitar
Bardens Keyboards
Richard Sinclair Lead Vocals,
Mel Flute
Andy Ward