Luyện nghe bài hát QUEENSLAND WHALERS

"Queensland Whalers"
-Eric

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

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

To men who've chased the brumbies, caught 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 she runs through the coral scrub, you belt her in the guts

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

Now men up in the crows nest, so whaling go
When they spy a humpback they yell 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 Whalers, you've cut the sugar cane
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 a Humpback Whale

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

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

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

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