Luyện nghe bài hát The Ferryland Sealer

Oh our and our sloop in Ferryland they do lie.
They are rigged to be bound for the ice,
All you lads of the Southern we will have you be
She is going to the ice in the of the year.

Laddie fall the laddie, laddie whack fall the day.

We had vittles for to last than two months at the least,
And of good rum, boys, stowed away in our chest,
We give her a rally for to praise all our fency,
All our seals will be collected by the and the Nancy.

Our be east-north-east two days and two nights,
Out he cried out, "Boys, look ahead for the ice!"
And we hove her standing in for the land,
And 'twas in a few hours we firm in the jam.

Oh our he cried out, "Come on, boys, and bear a'hand.
Our cook he gets the and each man takes a dram,
With their bats in their it was earlye to go,
Every man showed his action the missing of a blow.

Some were killing some were scalping, some hauling on board
And some they were firing and a-missing of their loads.
In the dusk of the evening all in from the cold,
And we counted hundred fine scalps in the hold.

Oh now we are loaded and our she is sound,
And the ice it is open and to Ferryland bound,
We all gave her a for to praise all our fancy,
Our they were collected by the William and the Nancy.

We are now off Cape Spear and in of Cape Broyle,
We dance, sing, carouse, my boys, in just a little while,
We soon enjoy the charms of our sweethearts and friends
For it will not be long before we're to the bend.