Luyện nghe bài hát Quay Cur

I had a locket, a little charm,
to me so to keep me out of harm.
Canvasing the quayside trying to my keep,
A killick it off my neck and threw it in the deep.
And now I'll never, never, never feel I am safe again
And now I'll never, never, never feel like I am safe
And now never, never, never feel like I am safe again.
Up to the quarentine, late aboard,
Try to raise our fees but we get what afford.
work below deck according to form;
Waiting for the to leave but then comes up a storm.
We hid beneath the of blubber hoping that the rain had passed
But when the wind kept up the rats cut the rigging off the mast
And then the rust chewed through the anchor and out to sea we're cast.
The clouds and cracked
It was calm in
The ship had towed,
By sea Dyaks
So we're sold
'n -- I let out a sob, a
cry oh no disaster -- T-Ranter Bay Madacascar.
gulps of Greek fire get us in;
Sling sticks at the stockade Dauphin;
A gave a griffin said grease my duke:
Down by the and out through the fluke.
A looby, a lordant, a lagerhead, lozel,
a lungio lathback made me a
Straight sail, top mast, astrolabe
down in his dry dock erected
Mocked up with strings and taffeta tricked
with nails out of driftwood iron sicked:
now spy out the at whatever missteps me
and the press gang warrant's signed Sir Pepsi.
Course it wasn't long I caught the croup,
on the drizzy deck of my majesty's sloop.
If only the would turn from his whip staff
my azimuth compass I'd go by the hectograph
Up to the fleet in Gilbert sound
Then back in the hull we come around
With 100 seals and 2 polar
Nearly in the harbor any cares,
But
A looby, a lordant, a lagerhead, lozel,
a lungio made me a proposal:
Straight sail, top mast, astrolabe
down in his dry dock erected
Mocked up silk strings and taffeta tricked
with out of driftwood already iron sicked:
now spy out the glass at missteps me
and the gang warrant's signed Sir Edward Pepsi.
Half sandglass
Seven saker round
Ice for the
And chichsaneg.
Canyglow, canyglow, don't say nugo
Tie my sugnacoon
In comes the
Aba in aob aginyoh.
awennye
Get out my
Yliaout,
Weave us on
quoysah

And I a sasobneg.
Canyglow, canyglow, don't say nugo
Tie tight my
In comes the
Aba in aob aginyoh.
And now we live by muskles, weeds with small relief in store
And all the sick men in the were then put upon the shore
And on the we didn't see our general any more.
came our trestle-trees, no pitch tar or nails;
Fore shrouds break no rope we
Only of sails.
Drink my Rosa struck suddenly ahull
ourselves we spoomed, my sinews stiff,
My were dull.
And now I'll never, never, feel like I am safe again
And now I'll never, never, never like I am safe again
And now I'll never, never, never feel like I am again.
And as we pass the only 5 of us could stand
And while the without sheets or tacks by all of us was manned
And on the 11th day of ran in at Barehaven to land.