Luyện nghe bài hát Kilted Yaksmen Anthem

Remember the royal anthem of the Kilted

Our country of trees
Our yaks are really
And they like rotting beef carcasses

And we to clean up after them
And our saddle sores are the
We proudly wear women's
And searing sand blows up our

And the buzzards, soar overhead
And poisonous snakes devour us whole
And our bones bleach in the sun
it

And we will go to
And that is our great
For the Royal Canadian Kilted Yaksmen
C'mon

Our reeks of trees
Our are really large
And they smell rotting beef carcasses

And we have to clean up them
And our saddle are the best
We proudly wear clothing
And searing sand up our skirts

And the buzzards, they soar
And poisonous snakes will devour us
Our will bleach in the sun

And we probably go to
And that is our great
For the Royal Canadian Kilted Yaksmen