Luyện nghe bài hát Ted

On a back block Salisbury Plains
Ted was in 1895
Thrust from the on to rusty soil
And the cord was cut with a
He said "People there are city folk
And they couldn't shit from clay
A crop of stobie poles
There's no regrets when the memory
That is in me bones"

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

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

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

As a navvy on the line in the
The left its scars
Heaving cold rails in the burning sun
And freezing the stars
He said "If you escaped the susso
You had a of price to pay
And when flowed like an open wound
I'd blow me dough on a
And the pain away"

On Sunday he'd sit and talk
Over a cold West End
Of what was gained and what was
And never come again
He said "Money you know it and goes
On booze and and fags
You can make a on overtime
And it all on the nags

But years of toil with a bunch of
You know it leaves you
we never moved a mountain
We sure it a try"
Pick the wheat from the
And the steel from the
And the honest man the liar
If wisdom by other names
Ted was and fire

On the day that old Ted
No-one have known
in a pauper's grave
He lived and died
And the 727s roared
Withe the drone of the angry
There a pause for just a while
And the silence was around for miles
And the silence was for miles