Luyện nghe bài hát Story of Benjamin Darling, Pt1

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

See two before they left the outer banks,
And made good up to Boston.
But just north of the sky grew dark,
He his mark he was making,
And life can so fast.

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

The ship and cracked,
Threw the men on their as the water came rushing in.
The captain fought yet.
He yelled above the splintering wreck, I have done you son.
I should be for what I have done.

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

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

And I should be for what 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 tied and sky.
Never forgetting when the sea up so high.

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