Luyện nghe bài hát Squid Jiggin' Ground

Words & Music by Arthur R.
Recorded by Snow

Oh is the place where the fishermen gather
Oil-skins and boots and the Cape hands down;
All sizes of figures squid lines and jiggers,
They here on the Squid Jiggin' Ground.

Some are workin' their jiggers, while are yarnin',
There's some up and there's more lyin' down;
all kinds of fun, jokes and drinks are begun,
As wait for the squid on the Squid Jiggin' Ground.

There's men of all and boys in the bargain,
There's old Billy and there's young Raymond Brown;
Rip, Red and Gory out here in the dory,
A down squires on the Squid Jiggin' Ground.

men from the harbor, there's men from the tickle,
And all kinds of motor-boats, green, gray and
Right yonder is and with him is Nobby,
He's chawin' hard tack on the Squid Ground.

God bless my soul, list to, there's Skipper Champy,
He's the hand at squid jiggin' here, I'll be bound;
Hello, what's the Why he's jiggin' one now,
The very first squid on the Squid Ground.

The man with the whiskers is old Steele,
He's gettin' well on, but he's pretty sound;
While Uncle Bob Hockins wears six of stockin's
Whenever he's out on the Jiggin' Ground.

Holy Smoke! a scuffle! All hands are excited,
a wonder to me that there's nobody drowned;
There's a bustle, confusion, the hustle,
all jiggin' squid on the Squid Jiggin' Ground.

Says Barney, "The are on top of the water,
I just felt me jig five fathoms down
But a squid in the boat right down his throat,
Now he's swearin'like mad on the Squid Ground.

There's poor Louie, his whiskers are spattered
With spots of the squid that's flyin' around;
One poor little guy got it in the eye,
But don't give a darn on the Squid Jiggin' Ground.

Now, if you ever feel to go squiddin',
Leave your white clothes in the town;
And if you get cranky without silk hanky,
You'd better clear of the Squid Jiggin' Ground.