Luyện nghe bài hát Click go the shears(Down under)

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Out on the board the old stands
Grasping his shears in his long bony
is his gaze on a bare-bellied "joe"
Glory if he her, won't he make the ringer go

Click go the boys, click, click, click
Wide is his blow and his hands move
The looks around and is beaten by a blow
And curses the old snagger the blue-bellied "joe"

In the of the floor in his caneebottomede chair
Is the of the board, with eyes everywhere
Notes well fleece as it comes to the screen
Paying attention if it's taken off clean

The colonial-experience man he is there, of
With his leggin's just got off his horse
Casting round his eye a real connoisseur
Whistling the old tune "I'm the Lure"

The tar-boy is there in demand
With his blackened and his tarry hand
Sees one old with a cut upon its back
Here's he's waiting for "Tar here Jack!"

Shearing is all over and all got our cheques
up your swag for we're off on the tracks
The first pub we come to it's there we'll have a
And that comes along it's, "Come and drink with me!"

Down by the bar the old stands
Grasping his glass in his thin hands
is his gaze on a green-painted keg
Glory get down on it ere he stirs a peg

There we leave him standing, shouting for all
Whilst all him every shouter stands
His eyes are on the cask which is now fast
He works hard he drinks hard and goes to hell at

You off the belly-wool clean out the crutch
Go up the for the rules they are such
You clean the horns first shoulder go down
One blow up the back and you then turn

Click, click, how the shears go
Click, click, so awfully
You pull out a he'll give a kick
And still hear your shears going click, click,