Luyện nghe bài hát Cape Stmarys

ST.MARY'S
Take me to my western boat
Let me fish off St. Mary's
Where the hog-down
And the Fog horns
With my friends the Browns and the
Let me fish off St. Mary's
Let me feel my lift
To the broad combers
Where the rip swirls
And the ducks whirl
And old Neptune the numbers.
'Neath the wild Atlantic
Let me sail up Bay
With my all a-streaming
From the squalls when I hauled my trawls.
And my old Cape Ann
With my all a-streaming.
And let me view that shore
the beaches all a-glisten
With the spawn
Where from till dawn
You bait your trawn, and you
To the a-hissin'.
And when I reach that big shoal
Where the groundswells asunder,
Where the wild sands roll to the surge's
Let me be a man and it
my dory fails to make it.
Oh take me to that snug green cove
Where the seas roll up their
let me rest
In the cool breast
the stars shine out their wonder
And the roll up their thunder.

Written by Otto P. Kelland, Music, Inc., PROC.
Recorded by Stan Rogers in 1982 on For the Family,
Traditions, R002.
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