Luyện nghe bài hát The Ballad Of Queenie And Rover

Queenie was born on the
Of the Ord River, 1930, maybe
Her was black, her daddy white
was a fine horse-breaker
Mama the songs of the old lawmakers

She used to young Queenie in the bush
And rub black all over her hair and her face
time the police came around
Looking for any blond haired, brown skinned
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 lived out there til his mother
he moved around a lot from place to place
Bedford Downs, Bow River, Lissadell,
Building fences, working as a man

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

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

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

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

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

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