Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad of Ned Kelly

Eighteen hundred and five
Is a year I so well
When they drove old brad an early grave
And sent my to jail
Now I don't know what's right or
But they hung christ on
But with six kids at and two still on her breast
They even give her bail

Oh ned, you're better off
You get no of mind
A track's a
And they're hot on tail
Before gonna hang you high
I did write a
And I sealed it with my
Tried to tell stringy bog creek
And to make them understand
Oh, I didn't wanna kill kennedy
Or his blood to run
Well he alone have saved his life
By down his gun

Well I'd die like donahue
That so brave
Than be taken by the
And forced to walk in
Well I'd fight with all my might
While I have to see
Well I'd rather die ten thousand
hang from a gallow's tree.