Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad Of Queenie And Rover

Queenie was on the banks
Of the great Ord River, 1930,
Her mother was black, her white
was a fine horse-breaker
Mama sang the of the old lawmakers

She to hide young Queenie in the bush
And rub black charcoal all her hair and her face
Every the police came around
Looking for any haired, brown skinned children
To em up and take em on down town

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

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

Then he had a of dreams
He painting what he'd heard and he'd seen
serpent, Krill Krill, Cyclone Tracy, the killing fields
Everything lives and breathes

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

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

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

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

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