Luyện nghe bài hát Poor Ned

Eighteen-hundred & 78 was the year I remeber so
they put my father in an grave and slung my mother in gaol
now I don't know whats or wrong
but they Christ on nails
6 kids at home & 2 still on the
they even give her bail

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

You know I wrote a letter 'bout Stringy-Bark
so they would
I might be a bushranger
but I'm not a man
I didn't want to Kennedy
or copper Lonnigan
he alone could have his life
by down his gun

You know took Ned Kelly
& they hung him in the gaol
he fought so bravely
dressed in mail
& no man handed
can to break the bars
there's a thousand like Ned
who'll the flag of stars

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