Musica de A L Lloyd del Genero: Lyrics Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Lyrics son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de A L Lloyd tiene el poder de emocionarnos, inspirarnos y conectarnos a un nivel profundo. En este blog FoxMusicaDe, exploraremos el mundo de los artistas y cantantes de música del genero Lyrics, destacando su dedicación, creatividad y contribuciones a la cultura.
Los artistas y cantantes de música tienen la capacidad única de expresar sus emociones y experiencias a través de su voz y talento musical. A través de sus letras y melodías, nos llevan a un viaje emocional y nos permiten conectarnos con nuestras propias emociones.
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[Verse 1]
Poor old Dad, he got five years or more as everybody knows
And now he's stuck in Maitland Gaol, broad arrows on his clothes
He branded old Brown's cleanskins and he never left a tail
So I'll relate the family's fate since Dad got put in gaol
[Chorus]
So stir the wallaby stew
Make soup of the kangaroo tail
I tell you things is pretty crook
Since Dad got put in gaol
[Verse 2]
Our Bess got shook on some young bloke; but he's gone we don't know where;
He used to work round the shearing shed and he certainly worked on her
And Mother's got a shearer cove forever within hail
The family will have grown a bit since Dad got put in gaol
[Chorus]
So stir the wallaby stew
Make soup of the kangaroo tail
I tell you things is pretty crook
Since Dad got put in gaol
[Verse 3
Our sheep all died last winter from footrot and the fluke
Our cow got shot at Christmas time by me drunken brother Luke
I broke the buggy just last week and the place is up for sale;
And that ain't all that's up the spout since Dad got put in gaol
[Chorus]
So stir the wallaby stew
Make soup of the kangaroo tail
I tell you things is pretty crook
Since Dad got put in gaol
[Verse 4]
They let Dad out before his time to give us a surprise
He came and gently looked around and softly blessed our eyes
And he shook hands with that shearer cove and reckoned things looked stale
And he slowly spat on the old mud floor and battled back into gaol
[Chorus]
So stir the wallaby stew
Make soup of the kangaroo tail
I tell you things is pretty crook
Since Dad got put in gaol