Luyện nghe bài hát Squid Jiggin' Ground

Words & Music by R. Scammell
Recorded by Hank

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

Some are workin' their jiggers, while are yarnin',
There's some standin' up and there's lyin' down;
all kinds 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 Cave and there's young Raymond Brown;
There's Rip, Red and out here in the dory,
A down squires on the Squid Jiggin' Ground.

There's men the harbor, there's men from the tickle,
And all kinds of motor-boats, green, and brown;
Right 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 here, I'll be bound;
Hello, what's the Why he's jiggin' one now,
The very squid on the Squid Jiggin' Ground.

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

Smoke! What a scuffle! All hands 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.

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

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

Now, if you ever inclined to go squiddin',
Leave your clothes behind in the town;
And if you get cranky your silk hanky,
You'd better steer clear of the Squid Ground.