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

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Out on the the old shearer stands
Grasping his shears in his long bony
Fixed is his gaze on a "joe"
Glory if he gets her, he make the ringer go

Click go the shears boys, click, click,
Wide is his blow and his hands quick
The ringer around and is beaten by a blow
And curses the old snagger with the "joe"

In the middle of the floor in his chair
Is the boss of the board, eyes everywhere
Notes well each fleece as it to the screen
Paying strict attention if it's taken off

The man he is there, of course
his shiny leggin's just got off his horse
Casting his eye like a real connoisseur
Whistling the old "I'm the Perfect Lure"

The tar-boy is there awaiting in
With his blackened and his tarry hand
Sees one old with a cut upon its back
what 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 there we'll have a spree
And everyone that along it's, "Come and drink with me!"

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

There we him standing, shouting for all hands
Whilst all around him shouter stands
His are on the cask which is now lowering fast
He hard he drinks hard and goes to hell at last

You take off the belly-wool clean out the
Go up the neck for the rules they are
You clean round the horns first shoulder go
One up the back and you then turn around

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