Luyện nghe bài hát Greenland Whale Fisheries

In eighteen and forty-six
On March the day
We hoisted our to the top of the mast

And for Greenland away, brave boys
And for sailed away

The lookout in the cross trees
With spyglass in his
a whale, there's a whale
And a whale he cried

And she blows at every span, brave
And she at every span

The captain stood on the quarter
The ice was in his eye
Overhaul, overhaul, let your gib sheets

And you'll put boats to sea, brave boys
And you'll put your to sea

Our harpoon and the line played out
With a flourish of his tail
He capsized the and we lost five men

And we did not catch the whale, boys
And we did not the whale

The losing of five jolly men
It the captain sore
But the losing of that fine whale

Now it grieved him ten more, brave boys
Now it grieved him ten times

Now Greenland is a land
A that bares no green
Where ice and snow
And the fishes blow

And the daylight's seldom seen, brave
And the daylight's seen