Luyện nghe bài hát Story of Benjamin Darling, Pt1

On a brig loaded with timber for the north Maine coast,
They took on some seas.
The captain and his fought back the heavy waves,
But they were threatening to her up so badly.

See two days before left the outer banks,
And good time up to Boston.
But north of Essex the sky grew dark,
He missed his he was making,
And life can so fast.

The had seen many a day,
When the winds blew and the raged.
But it was a part of the life he made for himself,
Running the of New England.

The heaved and cracked,
Threw the men on their backs as the water rushing in.
The captain hard yet.
He yelled above the splintering wreck, I have you wrong son.
I should be forsaken for what I done.

But Ben reached a timber to afloat.
He grabbed the braided coat.
He him to the nearest shore.
Dragged him up 'til he pull no more,
And left him breathin', left him breathin' dry.

The captain in all my days,
I have never seen anybody save the very person who him enslaved.
God dam it Ben, you should your freedom
For you have done.

And I should be forsaken for I have done.

off the Maine coast,
At the of the New Meadows River there's an island,
Where a marooned man lived out his life quietly under and sky.
forgetting when the sea rose up so high.

The said in all my days,
I have never seen save the very person who kept him enslaved.
God dam it Ben, you should have freedom
For what you done.