Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad Of Queenie And Rover

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

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

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

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

Then he had a series of
He started painting what heard and he'd seen
Rainbow serpent, Krill Krill, Cyclone Tracy, the fields
that lives and breathes

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

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

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

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

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