Luyện nghe bài hát Justice in Ontario

Oh, you who from Ontario
Know the 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, down the door
Well, the children cried they killed old Jim
they killed his wife, then they turned on them

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

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

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

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

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

And they told him what he wanted to
in Ontario

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

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

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