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
child and man by the oil torch light

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

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

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

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

smoke still hung in the air
No one spoke when the got there
Well, the local made the call
Send us Corporal Hall

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

And they told him what he to know
Justice in

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

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

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