Luyện nghe bài hát On Our Selection

The is dry, so the cow
all broke, so the plow
The is lame, the chooks won't lay

Just another day on our
On our

The year we came, we had a
And floods they put the out
The wind half the place away

Just day on our Selection
On our

the blowfly's roar and the yellow dogs howl
If it ain't then it's heading in the same direction

Got to hoe you'll drop, with a hole in your shoe
On a mouthful of cockatoo

On our

We planted barley, barley
We planted oat, it never
We're planting corn, now let us

another day on our Selection
On our

No butter, no bread, no on the bed
And poor Dad, bloody mad, still dreaming of a

you gotta silly or you gotta be a saint
Because it ain't alot of fun here on our selection

The sky is blue, the meat is
The axe is blunt, but Dad's keen
He we're lucky (hip hooray)

another day on our Selection
On our

Just another day on our
On our

On our
On our