Luyện nghe bài hát Sixteen Straws

One Sunday
While I was out
By the Brisbane's
I to stray
I found a prisoner
Layed in the water
He'd seen me
And he to say

"I was a native of Erin's
And I was brought
To this terrible
dragged me away
From my wife and
And my ailing
I've been a at Port Macquarie
Norfolk Island and Emu
At Castle Hill and cursed
At all of these
worked in chains
But of all the of condemnation
At each penal of New South Wales
To Moreton Bay I've no equal
The there makes all the rest pale

I met O'Brien
The defender from
He'd Ireland burning
here for the wake
He was a
A Jacobite
He not be broken
But he became
The Jew had one
He was a man
He'd the 20 pound irons
Since before began
Just the dawn broke
His awoke
He'd the corn from the filth
He'd find laying
There ain't no at all
So remote is the
The Commandant
Was the for sure
His flogger was mad
I a prison guard say
He'd wash his lash in a
drinks the remains

Well I a rumour
In the one night
The Jew and had fashioned a knife
meant to kill Logan
But my was broke
My brain reeled with secret
And the next day I
They put me on the gang
no word of my actions
and the Jew
Got 300
came off his triangle
With exposed shoulder
His never healed
He turned and strange

We was out on the road
Just a hole
I was struggling with
My nerves had
To 15 of eyes
proposed,
'Shall we go to the
Be done with our
You know the
Fair play's all I'm
We'll draw 16 then nothing is wanting
Why should we at the
Straws of our
When we're only condemned by our will to '

16 straws we did then did
I the long one
The Jew the short
He 'pray God forgives you
At make it quick'
14 pairs of watched me
Pounding a a shiv through his
And for a few moments was no
Stopping the
Then said 'friends!
On a this ends
But it's a was to Brisbane
And we are dangerous

Logan was wild
We filled him bile
He'd the Catholic dodge
Plain
We'd his powers
But not that of the
Or the judge the river's
But we was happy to
We marched through the scrub
Off to Brisbane for
Chained a whaler
Set off at low
6 nervous marines
And 6 Enfield
The arse end of the
And blue sky

Well I to torpor
At the in the sun
But I gathered the others have come undone
I woke breathing smoke in a of limbs
A red coat blood
Through a hole in his
And a of fire in my general direction
There was panic and
And the of powder burning
I threw a rifle up the side
It was dark by the
But I could see the shore
Crouched in the back
The side of the guns
scorched by the powder
I thought I'm done
I seen things
Men limb from limb
was dead
There pieces of him
I off my shirt
I was quite badly
My poured like well springs
They were swollen and
I'm not who survived
My trunk was on fire
But they borke the off me
And I over the side. "

Well I was amazed by poor wretch's tale
I'd heard not of the
He had in the whaler
But I'd just seen the
And I had to
How his Commander
Had died just day
"He'd set out you
He was out game
he startled some natives
Took a spear his brain"
the prisoner said "good"
I someone in boots
I turned around and when
The Marines came