Luyện nghe bài hát Squid Jiggin' Ground

Words & by Arthur R. Scammell
Recorded by Snow

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

Some are workin' jiggers, while others are yarnin',
There's some standin' up and there's more lyin'
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,
old Billy Cave and there's young Raymond Brown;
There's Rip, Red and Gory out in the dory,
A runnin' down on the Squid Jiggin' Ground.

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

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

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

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

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

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