Luyện nghe bài hát Justice in Ontario

Oh, you who hail from
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 his barn, broke down the door
Well, the children cried while killed old Jim
Then they killed his wife, they turned on them

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

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

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, in Ontario

Blue smoke hung in the air
No one spoke when the cops got
Well, the local constable made the
Send us Corporal Terry

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

And they told him he wanted to know
Justice in

The provincial cops searched far and
And the outlaws ran but they could not
And they brought 'em in, single one
the man who actually fired the gun

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

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