Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Ned

Eighteen-hundred & 78 was the year I so well
they put my father in an early grave and slung my in gaol
now I don't know right or wrong
but they hung on nails
6 kids at & 2 still on the breast
wouldn't even give her bail

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Poor Ned, you're off dead
at least you'll get some of mind
out on the track
they're on your back
boy gonna hang you high )

You know I a letter 'bout Stringy-Bark Creek
so they would
that I be a bushranger
but I'm not a man
I didn't want to Kennedy
or that Lonnigan
he alone could have saved his
by throwing his gun

You know took Ned Kelly
& hung him in the Melbourne gaol
he so very bravely
in iron mail
& no man single
can hope to the bars
there's a thousand like Ned
who'll the flag of stars

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