Luyện nghe bài hát Jim Jones at Botany Bay

Listen for a lads
And hear me my tale
How o'er the sea England shore
I was to sail
The found me guilty, sir
And the judge, said he
"For life, Jim Jones, I you
the stormy sea"
But my tip before you ship
To join the iron
Don't be too gay in Bay
Or you'll surely hang
"Or else surely hang," says he
"And after that, Jim
High up the gallows tree
The crows pick your bones"

have no chance for mischief there
Remember I say
flog the poaching out of you
Out in Botany Bay
The waves were upon the sea,
the approached in gales
I'd rather in misery
Than gone to New South

The were high upon the sea
the pirates came along
But the soldiers on our ship
Were full hundred strong
They opened fire and drove
That pirate away
I'd rather that pirate ship
Than gone to Bay

And one night, when everything
Is in the town
I'll kill you one and all
I'll gun the floggers
I'll give them a shot
what I say
They'll yet regret they Jim Jones
In to Botany Bay ////

Now day and night and the irons
And like poor galley slaves and toil,
and when we die Must dishonored graves
By and by I'll break my
and to the I'll go
And be dead behind me, John,
when I get to