Luyện nghe bài hát Squid Jiggin' Ground

Words & by Arthur R. Scammell
Recorded by Snow

Oh this is the where the fishermen gather
Oil-skins and boots and the Cape hands batten
All of figures with squid lines and jiggers,
congregate here on the Squid Jiggin' Ground.

Some are their jiggers, while others are yarnin',
some standin' up and there's more lyin' down;
While all kinds of fun, jokes and are begun,
As they wait for the squid on the Squid 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 Gory out in the dory,
A runnin' squires on the Squid Jiggin' Ground.

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

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

The man the whiskers is old Jacob Steele,
He's gettin' well on, but he's still pretty
While Uncle Bob Hockins six pairs of stockin's
Whenever he's out on the Squid Ground.

Smoke! What a scuffle! All hands are excited,
It's a wonder to me that there's 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 jiggers jig fathoms down
But a squid in the squirted right down his throat,
Now he's swearin'like mad on the Squid Ground.

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

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