Luyện nghe bài hát Rum Runners

From Bimini to the Jersey Shore they ran sacred mission
To the poor unfortunates, oppressed by the Prohibition
When the Puritans in politics began to play their tricks
And outlaw every that we enjoy
Rum boats
gonna get ourselves a drop of the Real McCoy

Rum runner, rum
Run your rum up the line
Rum runner, rum
Rum, whiskey, gin and rye
Run rum run
running dry
Were dry

Three miles off the shoreline the infamous Rum Row
Well if its gambling, or girls, or drink you just ask Havana Joe
You wont be so never mind, and once youve left the law behind
You can have it all, is your vice
Just name price
Its a free and floating paradise

(Chorus)

Well the boats come up from Charleston, and down Gloucester Bay
Theyre giving out free boys, and the partys underway
Somebody brought a Calypso band, its loud to hear on land
And the hold is filled barrels fit to burst
To our thirst
If the cutters dont get to it first

(Chorus)

The shore patrol is on the way, our gun's at the ready
God us if we need it now, our hands are none too steady
Uncle Sam is closing in, to take our women, our gin
Youve bled us dry with all your
Whats left to
You can our lives but youll never take our booze