Luyện nghe bài hát Jim Jones

Come and listen for a moment,
And me tell my tale
How the sea from England
I was to sail
Now the found me guilty
says the judge, says he
"Oh, for life, Jim Jones, I'm you
the stormy sea
But take a tip you ship
To join the gang
get too gay in Botany Bay
Or else surely hang
Or else you'll hang," says he
"And that, Jim Jones
It's above on the gallows tree
The crows pick your bones"

And our ship was high the sea
When pirates came
But the soldiers on our convict
Were full five hundred
For they opened and somehow drove
That ship away
But I'd rather have joined that ship
Than gone to Bay
With the storms round us
And the a-blowin' gale
I'd rather drowned in misery
Than to New South Wales
There's no time for mischief they say
Remember that, they
Or they'll the poaching out of you
Down there in Bay

Now it's day and and the irons clang
And like galley slaves
We toil and toil, and we die
fill dishonored graves
And it's by and by I'll my chains
Into the bush go
And I'll join the rankers there
Jack and co
And some night, when everything
Is in the town
shoot those tyrants one and all
I'll gun the flogger
Oh, I'll give the land a shock
what I say
And they'll yet regret they've Jim Jones
In chains to Bay