Luyện nghe bài hát Quay Cur

I had a locket, a silver 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 like I am safe
And now I'll never, never, feel like I am safe again
And now I'll never, never, feel like I am safe again.
Up to the quarentine, late aboard,
Try to raise our but we get what they afford.
Busy work below deck according to
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 down the rigging off the
And then the rust chewed the anchor chain and out to sea we're cast.
The clouds and cracked
It was calm in
The had been towed,
By sea towed
So we're Kolaba
'n -- I let out a sob, a
cry oh no disaster -- T-Ranter Bay Madacascar.
Great gulps of fire get us in;
Sling sticks at the stockade Fort
A guardsman gave a griffin said grease my
by the chimney and out through the fluke.
A looby, a lordant, a lagerhead, lozel,
a lathback made me a proposal:
sail, top mast, astrolabe prospected
down in his dry dock erected
Mocked up with silk and taffeta tricked
with nails out of driftwood already sicked:
now spy out the glass at whatever me
and the press gang warrant's Sir Edward Pepsi.
Course it wasn't long till I the croup,
Dawding on the drizzy deck of my sloop.
If the hlmsman would turn from his whip staff
my azimuth compass I'd go by the hectograph
Up to the whaling fleet in Gilbert
Then back in the when we come around
With 100 and 2 polar bears
in the harbor without 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 nails out of driftwood already sicked:
now spy out the at whatever missteps me
and the press gang warrant's signed Sir 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
Unuiche

And I a sasobneg.
Canyglow, canyglow, canyglow say nugo
Tie tight my
In the tucktodo
Aba in aob aginyoh.
And now we live by muskles, water weeds small relief in store
And all the sick men in the Galean then put upon the shore
And on the 22nd we didn't see our any more.
Down our trestle-trees, no pitch tar or nails;
Fore shrouds no rope we trust;
Only of sails.
Drink my Rosa Solis; struck suddenly
Yield ourselves we spoomed, my stiff,
My eyes dull.
And now I'll never, never, never like I am safe again
And now I'll never, never, never feel like I am safe
And now I'll never, never, never feel like I am again.
And as we the equinoctial 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.