Luyện nghe bài hát Gillimon

Let me tell you 'bout a tale, my friends, the tale of an irie
That started from this port aboard this jammin' ship, I say
Aboard this jammin'
Jah mate was a mighty sailor man, the brave and sure
Five passengers set that day for a really irie tour, I say
A really irie (so irie)
Jah started getting rough, the tiny ship it was a-tossed
If not for the courage of the jammin' crew, jah Minnow be lost, I say
Jah Minnow would be (it's-a-nowhere)
The ship hit ground on the shore of this uncharted isle
Gillimon
Jah too
Jah millionaire-mon, and his
The star
The
And Mary Ann, she here on Gillimon's Isle (isle, isle, isle, isle, isle,
isle!)
Oh, is a rasta man
He smokes the ganja all day
And all too
Gillimon, you jammin' jammin', a jam jam jammin', a jam jam jam... say
I say, I say, I say, I say this is for you
is the tale of our castaways, they're here for a long long time
They'll have to make jah best of things -- smoke many dimes, I say
They many dimes (so many!)
The mate and his skipper, too, must do their very best
To the others high as kites in this tropic island nest, I say
They only jah best (only jah best!)
No bongs, no bowls, no waterpipes, not a single
Just a-rolling the spliff in the palm leaves, it's as as can be, you
say
As as can be (so primitive!)
So join us here each week, my friends, you're to get real high
From jammin' rasta-mons here on Gillimon's Isle
Gillimon's
Gillimon's
Gillimon's
Gillimon's
Seven...
(Russell Ives; 1994 Earth Productions)