Luyện nghe bài hát Justice in Ontario

Oh, you who from Ontario
the tale of the Donnelly's, oh
Died at the hands of a mob that
Every child and man by the oil light

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

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

And the blood ran red on a floor
And the big men ran the nearest door
Only one man knew had happened for sure

Well, one and all wore the brand
And the big bikes through the Great Northland
When you live on the of the law
You know, justice in

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

They all sang a different
Corporal Hall walked in the room
With his book and a list of names
One by one the witnesses

And they told him what he wanted to
Justice in

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

It was down in London, were tried
And the guilty man stood outside
When he took the stand to pay his
The judge was and the jury deaf

In Kingston Town locked up still
When the sun goes and the air is chill
You could you heard Jim Donnelly's ghost cry
"Justice in Ontario"