Luyện nghe bài hát Squid Jiggin' Ground

Words & by Arthur R. Scammell
Recorded by Hank

Oh this is the place where the fishermen
and boots and the Cape hands batten down;
All sizes of figures with squid and jiggers,
They congregate here on the Jiggin' Ground.

Some are workin' their jiggers, 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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

There's poor Uncle Louie, his whiskers are
With of the squid juice 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 feel to go squiddin',
your white clothes behind in the town;
And if you get without your silk hanky,
You'd better steer clear of the Jiggin' Ground.