Luyện nghe bài hát Squid Jiggin' Ground

Words & Music by Arthur R.
Recorded by Hank

Oh this is the place where the gather
Oil-skins and boots and the hands batten down;
All sizes of figures with squid and jiggers,
They congregate on the Squid Jiggin' Ground.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

There's poor Louie, his whiskers are spattered
With spots of the squid juice that's flyin'
One poor guy got it right in the eye,
But they don't 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 your silk hanky,
better steer clear of the Squid Jiggin' Ground.