Luyện nghe bài hát Jim Jones

Come and listen for a moment,
And me tell my tale
How across the sea from
I was to sail
Now the jury me guilty
says the judge, says he
"Oh, for life, Jim Jones, I'm you
Across the sea
But take a tip before you
To the iron gang
get too gay in Botany Bay
Or you'll surely hang
Or else you'll surely hang," he
"And that, Jim Jones
high above on the gallows tree
The will pick your bones"

And our was high upon the sea
When pirates along
But the on our convict ship
Were full hundred strong
For they opened fire and drove
That pirate away
But I'd rather have joined that pirate
Than gone to Bay
With the ragin' round us
And the winds gale
I'd have drowned in misery
Than gone to New Wales
There's no time for there they say
that, says they
Or they'll flog the out of you
there in Botany Bay

Now it's day and night and the irons
And like poor galley
We and toil, and when we die
Must dishonored graves
And it's by and by I'll slip my
Into the I'll go
And I'll join the rankers there
Donohue and co
And some night, when everything
Is in the town
I'll those tyrants one and all
gun the flogger down
Oh, give the land a little shock
Remember I say
And they'll yet they've sent Jim Jones
In chains to Bay