Luyện nghe bài hát Justice in Ontario

Oh, you who hail Ontario
Know the of the Donnelly's, oh
at the hands of a mob that night
Every child and man by the oil torch

Jim Donnelly was no angel
But they burned his barn, broke down the
Well, the children cried while they 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 turned
And you always hear how we've learned
Well, a man lay in a Port Hope bar

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

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

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

They all sang a tune
When Corporal Hall in the room
With his picture book and a of names
One by one the came

And told him what he wanted to know
Justice in

The provincial searched far and wide
And the outlaws ran but they could not
And they brought 'em in, 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 stand to pay his
The judge was blind and the deaf

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