Luyện nghe bài hát Sixteen Straws

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

"I was a of Erin's Ireland
And before I was
To terrible place
dragged me away
From my and newborn
And my parents
I've been a prisoner at Macquarie
Norfolk Island and Emu
At Castle Hill and cursed
At all of settlements
worked in chains
But of all the places of
At each station of New South Wales
To Moreton Bay I've no equal
The tyranny there makes all the pale

There I met
The from Ulster
He'd left burning
Came here for the
He was a
A Jacobite
He not be broken
But he displaced
The Jew had one
He was a man
He'd worn the 20 pound
Since time began
Just before the dawn
His awoke
He'd pick the corn from the
He'd find laying
There ain't no at all
So remote is the
The Commandant
Was the devil for
His flogger was mad
I heard a guard say
wash his lash in a bucket
Then the remains

Well I a rumour
In the one night
The Jew and O'Brien had a knife
They meant to Logan
But my will was
My brain reeled with secret
And the next day I
They put me on the gang
With no word of my
and the Jew
Got 300
O'Brien came off his
exposed shoulder blades
His skin never
He turned morbid and

We was out on the gang
Just digging a
I was struggling conscience
My had dissolved
To 15 of eyes
proposed,
'Shall we go to the
Be done our woes?
You know the
Fair play's all I'm
We'll draw 16 straws then nothing is
Why should we at the
Straws of our
we're only condemned by our will to survive? '

16 we did then did draw
I the long one
The Jew picked the
He said 'pray God you
At make it quick'
14 pairs of eyes me
Pounding a a through his heart
And for a few there was no
Stopping the
O'Brien said 'friends!
On a this ends
But it's a was to Brisbane
And we are dangerous

Well Logan was
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 were marched through the
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 the others must have come undone
I woke smoke in a chaos of limbs
A red coat squirting
Through a in his chin
And a volley of in my general direction
There was panic and
And the of powder burning
I a rifle up over the side
It was dark by the
But I could see the shore
Crouched down in the
The wrong side of the
Getting by the powder
I surely I'm done
I seen things
Men show from limb
was dead
There were of him
I tore off my
I was quite badly
My eyes poured like springs
were swollen and hurt
I'm not who survived
My whole was on fire
But they the chains off me
And I over the side. "

I was amazed by this 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 this day
"He'd set out you
He was out game
he startled some natives
Took a spear his brain"
Then the said "good"
I heard in boots
I turned and that's when
The Marines came