Luyện nghe bài hát Jim Jones

Come and for a moment, lads
And hear me my tale
How across the sea England
I was to sail
Now the jury me guilty
Then says the judge, he
"Oh, for life, Jim Jones, I'm you
Across the sea
But take a tip before you
To join the iron
Don't get too gay in Bay
Or else you'll hang
Or you'll surely hang," says he
"And after that, Jim
It's high on the gallows tree
The will pick your bones"

And our ship was high the sea
When pirates along
But the soldiers on our ship
Were full five hundred
For they fire and somehow drove
pirate ship away
But I'd rather have joined pirate ship
Than gone to Bay
the storms ragin' round us
And the a-blowin' gale
I'd rather drowned in misery
Than gone to New South
There's no time for there they say
Remember that, they
Or they'll the poaching out of you
Down in Botany Bay

Now day and night and the irons clang
And poor galley slaves
We and toil, and when we die
Must fill graves
And it's by and by I'll slip my
Into the bush go
And join the bravest rankers there
Jack and co
And some night, when everything
Is in the town
I'll those tyrants one and all
gun the flogger down
Oh, I'll give the land a shock
what I say
And yet regret they've sent Jim Jones
In to Botany Bay