Luyện nghe bài hát QUEENSLAND WHALERS

"Queensland Whalers"
-Eric

I've sailed the North with ice flows in the breeze
I've sailed the Dutch East Indies the calm blue sunny seas
When I of missing seamen me heart returns again
To a season in Moretan Bay with Queensland Whaling Men.

Yo-ho you Queensland Whalers, cut the sugar cane
You've driven of cattle o'er the dry and dusty plain
You've dug the ore at Isa, laid miles of rail
And now come to Moreton Bay to catch a Humpback Whale

To men who've the brumbies, caught bullocks by the tail
It really is no problem to catch a humpback
You steer your iron sea-horse, poke gun through the rigging struts
And when she runs the coral scrub, you belt her in the guts

Yo-ho you Whalers, you've cut the sugar cane
You've driven herds of cattle the dry and dusty plain
You've dug the ore at Isa, laid countless of rail
And now you've come to Bay to catch a Humpback Whale

Now men up in the nest, so whaling legends go
When they spy a humpback whale they out "Thar She Blows!"
But in sunny Queensland you'll often hear them shout
"There goes a bloody mate, so get yer finger out!"

Yo-ho you Queensland Whalers, you've cut the sugar
You've driven herds of cattle o'er the dry and dusty
You've dug the ore at Isa, laid miles of rail
And now you've come to Moreton Bay to catch a Humpback

From to Caloundra, bronze whaler sharks abound
They wait dingoes in the scrub for a wounded beast that's down
But but for all their savagery, well they just can't compare
With the big bite that the tax man when he gets hold of your share!

Yo-ho you Queensland Whalers, you've cut the sugar
You've driven of cattle o'er the dry and dusty plain
You've dug the ore at Isa, laid countless miles of
And now you've to Moreton Bay to catch a Humpback Whale

And when the season's over, we'll head for Town
And in the nearest our sorrows we will drown
With beer and firey whiskey and we've had enough
We'll steer a zig zag course and never give a stuff!

Yo-ho you Queensland Whalers, cut the sugar cane
You've driven herds of cattle o'er the dry and plain
You've dug the ore at Isa, laid miles of rail
And now you've come to Moreton Bay to catch a Whale