Luyện nghe bài hát Sergeant Small

(Tex Morton)
I went broke in Western in 1931,
would employ me so my swaggy days begun.
I out through Charlieville to the western towns,
I was on my way to Roma, destination Downs.
Hey my pants were getting ragged, my shoes were thin,
And when we at Mitchell, a goods train shunted in,
The engine blew her whistle, I was 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 Queensland and beat up Sergeant Small.
Well as I sat and watched her, inspiration to grow,
And I remember the slogan,
"It's the railway you own."
So by this time the sun was setting and night was nigh,
So I gathered my and I caught her on the fly.
And as we came into Roma, I kept my head low,
I a voice say "any room mate" and I answered "plenty 'bo!"
out there stepped this noble man, the voice of Sergeant Small,
He I've trapped you very nicely, you're headed for a fall.
And I that I was 16 stone and only 7 foot tall,
I'd go back to Western Queensland and beat up Small.
The judge was kind to me, he gave me 30 days,
He maybe that would help to cure my rattler jumping ways.
So if you're down and outback let me tell you I think,
Just off the Queensland railway, it's a short cut to the clink.
And I wish that I was 16 stone and only 7 tall,
I'd go back to Western Queensland and up Sergeant Small,
I'd go back to Western and beat up Sergeant Small.