Luyện nghe bài hát Ted

On a back block down Plains
Ted was in 1895
Thrust from the loins on to rusty
And the was cut with a scythe
He said "People are city folk today
And they couldn't shit from clay
A ripening of stobie poles
no regrets when the memory roams
That is in me bones"

Did his bit in the first War
Took the to fight the Hun
Mud up to his crotch in fields
And the gas out his lungs
He said "Me mate died hanging on the barbed wire
And when the was through
We took prisoners to HQ
And a fag and a yarn or two
They the same as me and you"

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

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

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

On Sunday arvo sit and talk
Over a dozen West End
Of was gained and what 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
we never moved a mountain
We sure it a try"
Pick the wheat the chaff
And the steel the scurf
And the honest man from the
If came by other names
Ted was earth and

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