Luyện nghe bài hát With My Swag On My Shoulder

Of how the in far Australia could pick up lumps of gold!
How gold lay in the streets and the miner's right was free!
"Hurrah!", I told my loving friends, "That's the place for me!"
With my swag on my shoulder, black in my hand,
I travelled the bush of like a true born Irishman.
We made our way into Geelong, north to Ballarat,
Where some of us grew mighty thin, and some sleek and fat.
Some tried luck at Bendigo and some at Fiery Creek;
I made my fortune in a day and it in a week!
With my swag on my shoulder, black in my hand,
I the bush of Australia like a true born Irishman.
For many years I round to each new field about,
And made and full many a pound till alluvial petered out.
And then for any job of work I was to try,
But now I've the tucker track, I'll stay there till I die.
my swag on my shoulder, black billy in my hand,
I'll travel the bush of Australia like a true Irishman.