Luyện nghe bài hát Justice in Ontario

Oh, you who hail Ontario
the tale of the Donnelly's, oh
Died at the hands of a mob night
child and man by the oil torch light

Jim was no angel sure
But they burned his barn, broke down the
Well, the children cried while they old Jim
they killed his wife, then they turned on them

No judge, no jury, no hangman, no in Ontario
A years or more have turned
And you always hear how we've learned
Well, a man lay dead in a Hope bar

And the ran red on a hardwood floor
And the big men ran through the door
Only one man knew what had happened for

Well, one and all wore the outlaws'
And the big roared through the Great Northland
When you on the edge of the law
You know, justice in

Blue smoke still in the air
No one spoke when the got there
Well, the local constable the call
us Corporal Terry Hall

They all a different tune
Corporal Hall walked in the room
With his picture book and a list of
One by one the came

And they told him he wanted to know
in Ontario

The provincial cops far and wide
And the outlaws ran but they could not
And they 'em in, every single one
Save the man who actually the gun

It was down in London, they were
And the man stood free outside
When he took the to pay his debt
The was blind and the jury deaf

In Kingston they're locked up still
When the sun down and the air is chill
You could swear you heard Jim ghost cry
"Justice in Ontario"