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 bony hands
Fixed is his on a bare-bellied "joe"
Glory if he gets her, won't he make the go

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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