Luyện nghe bài hát Cautionary Song

There's a place your mother
When everybody else is sleeping
Through the lights of beacon
And if you listen, you can hear her

weeping, 'cause the gentlemen are calling
And the snow is softly falling on her
And standing in the harbour
And waiting for the sailors in the jolly boat
See how approach

With dirty hands and trousers torn grapple
she's safe within their keeping
A gag is placed her lips
To keep her sorry from any speaking
Or screaming and they row her out to packets

The sailor's sorry racket for maidenhead
And she's scarce the gunwales
When her clothes fall to a
And she's laid in bed on the upper

And so she goes from to ship
Her ankles clasped, her arms so pinioned
Till at she's satisfied the lot of the
Marina's minions and their opinions

And they tell her not to say a to cousin
Kindred, kith or kin or end up dead
And they her dirty dollars
And return her to the where she goes to bed

And this is how fed
So be to your mother, though she may seem
An awful and the next time she tries to feed you
Collard greens, what she does when you're asleep