Luyện nghe bài hát Squid Jiggin' Ground

Words & Music by R. Scammell
Recorded by Snow

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

Some are workin' their jiggers, others are yarnin',
some standin' up and there's more lyin' down;
While all kinds of fun, 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 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
yonder is Bobby and with him is Nobby,
He's hard tack on the Squid Jiggin' Ground.

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

The man the whiskers is old Jacob Steele,
He's gettin' well on, but still pretty sound;
While Uncle Bob Hockins wears six of stockin's
he's out on the Squid 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,
They're all jiggin' squid on the Jiggin' Ground.

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

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

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