Luyện nghe bài hát Cape Stmarys

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

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