Luyện nghe bài hát Ted

On a back block down Plains
Ted was in 1895
Thrust from the loins on to soil
And the cord was cut a scythe
He said "People there are city today
And couldn't tell shit from clay
A ripening crop of stobie
There's no regrets when the memory
earth is in me bones"

Did his bit in the World War
Took the to fight the Hun
Mud up to his in Flanders fields
And the gas eating out his
He said "Me best mate hanging on the barbed wire
And the attack was through
We took some to HQ
And a fag and a yarn or two
They the same as me and you"

And I old Ted what history meant
As he sharpened his shears
"What a bloody fool question is my boy
I it for 83 years"

See him year on Anzac Day
beers down at the Rex Hotel
He'd laugh with his mates and go in thought
Where he went he couldn't tell
He said "King and Country,
We fought just to
The anger might faded still this feeling grabs me deep inside
I you could call it pride"

As a navvy on the in the Nullabor
The Depression left its
Heaving cold rails in the burning sun
And beneath the stars
He said "If you escaped the queues
You had a of price to pay
And when time flowed like an wound
I'd me dough on a Saturday
And drink the away"

On arvo he'd sit and talk
a dozen cold West End
Of what was gained and was lost
And never come again
He "Money you know it comes and goes
On booze and rent and
You can make a fortune on
And it all on the nags

But years of with a bunch of mates
You know it you satisfied
Though we never a mountain
We gave it a try"
Pick the from the chaff
And the from the scurf
And the honest man from the
If came by other names
Ted was and fire

On the day old Ted died
would have known
Buried in a pauper's
He and died alone
And the 727s overhead
Withe the drone of the roads
seemed a pause for just a while
And the silence was around for miles
And the silence was heard for