Luyện nghe bài hát Jim Jones at Botany Bay

Listen for a lads
And hear me my tale
How o'er the sea from shore
I was to sail
The found me guilty, sir
And the judge, said he
"For life, Jim Jones, I you
Across the 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 you'll surely hang," he
"And after that, Jim
High up upon the gallows
The crows will pick bones"

You'll have no chance for mischief
Remember I say
They'll the poaching out of you
Out in Botany Bay
The waves high upon the sea,
the wind in gales
I'd rather drowned in
Than gone to New South

The waves high upon the sea
When the pirates came
But the soldiers on our ship
full five hundred strong
They fire and somehow drove
That pirate away
I'd rather joined that pirate
Than gone to Bay

And one dark night, everything
Is in the town
I'll you bastards one and all
I'll gun the floggers
I'll them a little shot
Remember I say
They'll yet regret they Jim Jones
In chains to Botany Bay

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