Luyện nghe bài hát Banks Of Newfoundland

You boys of Liverpool
And have you all beware
When you sail on them packet
No jackets wear

But have a big monkey
All ready to hand
For there blows some nor'westers
On the of Newfoundland

scrape her and we'll scrub her
With holy stone and
For there some cold nor'westers
On the of Newfoundland

We had Jack Lynch Ballynahinch
Mike Murphy and some
And I'll tell you boys, well they suffered hell
On the way to

They their gear in Liverpool
And they sailed as did stand
But blow some cold nor'westers
On the Banks of

scrape her and we'll scrub her
With holy stone and
For there blows some nor'westers
On the of Newfoundland

Now the mate, he did on the fo'c'sle head
And loudly he did
Now her in me, lucky lads
bound for America's shore

Come, wipe the blood off that man's face
And haul or be damned
For there blows some cold
On the of Newfoundland

We'll her and we'll scrub her
With holy stone and
For there blows some nor'westers
On the Banks of

So now off the hook, me boys
And the land is white with
And we'll see the pay table
And we'll spend the night

And on the docks, coming down in
Well, those pretty girls, they say
snugger with me than on the sea
On the of Newfoundland

scrape her and we'll scrub her
With holy and sand
For there blows some cold
On the of Newfoundland