Luyện nghe bài hát Ted

On a back block Salisbury Plains
Ted was born in
Thrust the loins on to rusty soil
And the was cut with a scythe
He said "People there are city folk
And they couldn't tell from clay
A ripening crop of poles
no regrets when the memory roams
That is in me bones"

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

And I asked old Ted what meant
As he his hedging shears
"What a bloody question that is my boy
I it for 83 years"

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

As a on the line in the Nullabor
The Depression its scars
Heaving cold steel rails in the sun
And beneath the stars
He "If you escaped the susso queues
You had a hell of to pay
And when time flowed like an open
I'd me dough on a Saturday
And drink the away"

On Sunday arvo he'd sit and
Over a dozen cold End
Of what was gained and what was
And would never come
He said "Money you it comes and goes
On booze and rent and
You can make a on overtime
And lose it all on the

But years of toil a bunch of mates
You know it you satisfied
Though we moved a mountain
We gave it a try"
Pick the from the chaff
And the steel the scurf
And the honest man the liar
If wisdom by other names
Ted was and fire

On the day that old Ted
No-one would known
Buried in a pauper's
He lived and alone
And the 727s overhead
Withe the drone of the roads
There a pause for just a while
And the was heard around for miles
And the silence was heard for