Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad Of Queenie And Rover

Queenie was on the banks
Of the great Ord River, 1930,
Her was black, her daddy white
Papa was a fine
Mama sang the of the old lawmakers

She used to hide Queenie in the bush
And rub black charcoal all over her hair and her
Every time the police came
for any blond haired, brown skinned children
To round em up and take em on down

on, shine on, immortal one, aha
Shine on, shine on, one, aha

was born in the desert, he lived out there til his mother died
Then he moved around a lot from to place
Downs, Bow River, Lissadell, Wyndham
Building fences, working as a man

he had a series of dreams
He started painting what he'd heard and he'd
serpent, Krill Krill, Cyclone Tracy, the killing fields
Everything that and breathes

Ride on, on, immortal one, aha
Ride on, ride on, one, aha
Your story will run

When Rover and Queenie young
They met out on New Down station
She as a cook there for a long, long time
She said, Hey, Cowboy on she said
Nice boy, worker, top rider, lucky one, that one

One day a horse ripped the scalp from his head
She him up with a boiled needle and thread
Good as any doctor, they friends ever after
She said, I want to paint," he said, Ill ya
died within months of each other

Ride on, ride on, ones, aha
Shine on, shine on, immortal
Ride on, on, immortal ones, aha
on, shine on, immortal ones, aha

Your story always run, always run, will always run
Forever run, run, forever run
Forever young, forever