Luyện nghe bài hát Quay Cur

I had a locket, a little charm,
Given to me so to 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, feel like I am safe again
And now I'll never, never, never feel I am safe again
And now I'll never, never, never 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 to form;
Waiting for the clear to leave but then up a storm.
We hid the barrels of blubber hoping that the rain had passed
But the wind kept up the rats cut down the rigging off the mast
And then the rust chewed through the chain and out to sea we're cast.
The clouds dried and
It was in fact
The had been towed,
By sea Dyaks
So sold Kolaba
'n -- I let out a sob, a
cry oh no it's disaster -- Bay Madacascar.
Great gulps of fire get us in;
Sling sticks at the Fort Dauphin;
A guardsman gave a griffin grease my duke:
by the chimney and out through the fluke.
A looby, a lordant, a lagerhead, lozel,
a lungio lathback me a proposal:
Straight sail, top mast, prospected
down in his dry dock infected;
Mocked up with silk strings and taffeta
nails out of driftwood already iron sicked:
now spy out the at whatever missteps me
and the press gang warrant's Sir Edward Pepsi.
Course it wasn't long I caught the croup,
Dawding on the drizzy of my majesty's sloop.
If only the hlmsman would from his whip staff
my azimuth compass I'd go by the hectograph
Up to the whaling fleet in Gilbert
back in the hull when we come around
With 100 and 2 polar bears
Nearly in the harbor any cares,
But
A looby, a lordant, a lagerhead, lozel,
a lathback made me a proposal:
Straight sail, top mast, prospected
down in his dry dock infected;
Mocked up with strings and taffeta tricked
with out of driftwood already iron sicked:
now spy out the glass at whatever me
and the press gang signed Sir Edward Pepsi.
Half sandglass
saker round shot
Ice for the
And chichsaneg.
Canyglow, canyglow, don't say nugo
Tie my sugnacoon
In comes the
Aba in aob aginyoh.
Look
Get out my
Yliaout,
Weave us on
Unuiche

And I a sasobneg.
Canyglow, canyglow, canyglow don't say
Tie tight my
In comes the
Aba in aob aginyoh.
And now we live by muskles, water weeds with 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.
Down our trestle-trees, no pitch tar or nails;
shrouds break no rope we trust;
Only of sails.
my Rosa Solis; struck suddenly ahull
Yield ourselves we spoomed, my stiff,
My eyes dull.
And now I'll never, never, never feel I am safe again
And now never, never, never feel like I am safe again
And now I'll never, never, never feel I am safe again.
And as we the equinoctial only 5 of us could stand
And while the capsten without sheets or by all of us was manned
And on the 11th day of June ran in at to land.