Luyện nghe bài hát With My Swag All My Shoulder

When we left old England's shores, such yarns as we were told,
As how folks in Australia could up lumps of gold.
So when we got to Town, we were ready soon to slip,
And get with the captain, we scuttled from the ship.

With my swag all on my shoulder, black in my hand,
I travelled the bush of Australia like a true-born man.
We steered our course for Town, then north-west of Ballarat,
some of us got mighty thin, and some got sleek and fat.
Some tried their luck at Bendigo and some at Fiery
I made a fortune in a day and it in a week.
(Chorus)
So round the tracks I tramp, nor leave them out of sight;
My swag's on my left shoulder and then my right,
And I take it on my back and oft upon it lie;
are the best of tucker tracks, so I'll stay here till I die.
(Chorus)
I travelled the bush of like a true-born native man.