Luyện nghe bài hát Sergeant Small

(Tex Morton)
I went broke in Queensland in 1931,
Nobody employ me so my swaggy days begun.
I headed out through to the western towns,
I was on my way to Roma, Darling Downs.
Hey my pants getting ragged, my shoes were getting thin,
And when we stopped at Mitchell, a goods train in,
The engine her whistle, I was looking I could see,
She was on her way to Roma, that was plain to me.
And I wish that I was 16 stone and 7 foot tall,
I'd go back to Western Queensland and up Sergeant Small.
Well as I sat and watched her, seemed to grow,
And I remember the slogan,
"It's the that you own."
So by this time the sun was and night was growing nigh,
So I gathered my belingings and I her on the fly.
And as we came into Roma, I my head down low,
I heard a say "any room mate" and I answered "plenty 'bo!"
Then out there stepped this noble man, the of Sergeant Small,
He said I've trapped you very nicely, headed for a fall.
And I wish that I was 16 stone and only 7 tall,
I'd go back to Western and beat up Sergeant Small.
The judge was kind to me, he gave me 30 days,
He said maybe that would help to my rattler jumping ways.
So if you're down and outback let me you what I think,
Just stay off the railway, it's a short cut to the clink.
And I that I was 16 stone and only 7 foot tall,
I'd go to Western Queensland and beat up Sergeant Small,
I'd go back to Western and beat up Sergeant Small.