Luyện nghe bài hát QUEENSLAND WHALERS

"Queensland Whalers"
-Eric

sailed the North Atlantic with ice flows in the breeze
I've sailed the Dutch East Indies o'er the calm sunny seas
When I think of missing seamen me returns again
To a season spent in Moretan Bay Queensland Whaling Men.

Yo-ho you Whalers, you've cut the sugar cane
You've driven herds of cattle o'er the dry and plain
You've dug the ore at Isa, laid miles of rail
And now you've come to Moreton Bay to catch a Whale

To men who've chased the brumbies, caught bullocks by the
It is no problem to catch a humpback whale
You steer your sea-horse, poke your gun through the rigging struts
And when she runs the coral scrub, you belt her in the guts

Yo-ho you Queensland Whalers, you've cut the sugar
You've herds of cattle o'er the dry and dusty plain
You've dug the ore at Isa, laid countless of rail
And now you've come to Moreton Bay to catch a Humpback

Now men up in the crows nest, so legends go
When they spy a humpback whale they out "Thar She Blows!"
But here in sunny Queensland you'll often hear them
"There goes a bloody beauty mate, so get yer out!"

Yo-ho you Queensland Whalers, cut the sugar cane
You've driven herds of cattle o'er the dry and dusty
You've dug the ore at Isa, laid miles of rail
And now you've come to Moreton Bay to catch a Humpback

From Moreton to Caloundra, bronze whaler abound
They wait like dingoes in the scrub for a wounded beast down
But but for all their savagery, well they just can't compare
With the big bite that the tax man takes when he gets of your share!

Yo-ho you Queensland Whalers, you've cut the cane
You've driven herds of cattle o'er the dry and plain
You've dug the ore at Isa, laid miles of rail
And now you've come to Moreton Bay to catch a Whale

And when the season's over, we'll head for Brisbane
And in the nearest boozer our we will drown
With and firey whiskey and when we've had enough
We'll a steady zig zag course and never give a stuff!

Yo-ho you Queensland Whalers, you've cut the cane
driven herds of cattle o'er the dry and dusty plain
You've dug the ore at Isa, countless miles of rail
And now you've come to Moreton Bay to catch a Humpback