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 that
Every child and man by the oil torch

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

No judge, no jury, no hangman, no justice in
A hundred or more have turned
And you always hear how much we've
Well, a man lay dead in a Port bar

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

Well, one and all the outlaws' brand
And the big roared through the Great Northland
you live on the edge of the law
You know, in Ontario

Blue smoke still in the air
No one when the cops got there
Well, the constable made the call
Send us Terry Hall

all sang a different tune
When Corporal Hall in the room
With his picture and a list of names
One by one the witnesses

And they told him what he wanted to
in Ontario

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

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

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