Luyện nghe bài hát Quay Cur

I had a locket, a silver charm,
Given to me so to me out of harm.
Canvasing the quayside trying to my keep,
A tore it off my neck and threw it in the deep.
And now I'll never, never, feel like I am safe again
And now I'll never, never, never feel like I am again
And now I'll never, never, never feel like I am again.
Up to the quarentine, night aboard,
Try to raise our but we get what they afford.
Busy below deck according to form;
Waiting for the to leave but then comes up a storm.
We hid beneath the barrels of hoping that the rain had passed
But when the kept up the rats cut down the rigging off the mast
And then the rust chewed the anchor chain and out to sea we're cast.
The clouds and cracked
It was in fact
The ship had towed,
By sea Dyaks
So sold Kolaba
'n -- I let out a sob, a
cry oh no disaster -- T-Ranter Bay Madacascar.
Great of Greek fire get us in;
Sling sticks at the stockade Dauphin;
A guardsman gave a griffin said my duke:
by the chimney 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 infected;
Mocked up with strings and taffeta tricked
with nails out of driftwood already iron
now spy out the at whatever missteps me
and the press warrant's signed Sir Edward Pepsi.
it wasn't long till I caught the croup,
Dawding on the drizzy deck of my sloop.
If only the hlmsman would turn from his whip
With my compass I'd go by the hectograph
Up to the whaling fleet in Gilbert
Then back in the hull when we come
100 seals and 2 polar bears
Nearly in the without any cares,
But
A looby, a lordant, a lagerhead, lozel,
a lungio made me a proposal:
Straight sail, top mast, prospected
down in his dry dock infected;
Mocked up with strings and taffeta tricked
nails out of driftwood already iron sicked:
now spy out the glass at whatever me
and the press gang signed Sir Edward Pepsi.
Half hour
Seven saker shot
Ice for the
And chichsaneg.
Canyglow, canyglow, canyglow 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 the tucktodo
Aba in aob aginyoh.
And now we live by muskles, weeds with small relief in store
And all the sick men in the Galean were 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 break no rope we trust;
Only of sails.
Drink my Rosa Solis; suddenly ahull
Yield ourselves we spoomed, my stiff,
My eyes dull.
And now never, never, never feel like I am safe again
And now I'll never, never, never feel I am safe again
And now I'll never, never, feel like I am safe again.
And as we pass the only 5 of us could stand
And while the capsten without or tacks by all of us was manned
And on the day of June ran in at Barehaven to land.