Luyện nghe bài hát The Nancy

[There were countless skirmishes on the Great Lakes between and boats of
all makes and sizes during the War of 1812-14. "Well", said, "we won the
damned war but from of the accounts you'd really have to wonder how!"]
The clothes men wear do them airs, the fellows do compare.
A regimentals shine, and women call them fair.
I am Alexander MacIntosh, a nephew to the
And I do distain men who are vain, the men powdered hair.
I command the Nancy from the Moy on Lake St. Claire.
On the third day of October, boys, I did set from there.
To the garrison at Amherstburg I quickly repair
With Captain Maxwell and his and kids and powdered hair.
the Nancy
In bright.
Aboard the
With all his pomp and bluster there, the Nancy-o.
Below the St. Clair rapids I sent scouts the shore
To ask a Whyandot to say what lay before.
"Amherstburg has fallen, with the for you in store!
And militia sent to take you there, horse or more."

Up spoke Maxwell then, "Surrender, now, I say!
Give them your Nancy schooner and make off delay!
Set me ashore, I do implore. I not die this way!"
Says I, "You go, or get below, for be on my way!"
the Nancy!
"Surrender, Hell!" I say.
Aboard the
"It's back to Mackinac fight, aboard the Nancy-o."
Well up Colonel Beaubien, then, who shouts as he comes near.
"Surrender up your schooner and I swear naught to fear.
We've got your Captain Maxwell, sir, so spare his tears."
Says I, "I'll not but send you to buzz about your ears."
Well, they as we hove anchor, boys, and we got under way,
But scarce a dozen broadsides, boys, the Nancy did pay
Before the business sickened them. bravely ran away.
All sail we made, and reached the Lake the close of day.
the Nancy!
We them shot and cheers.
the Nancy!
We watched them running through the trees, the Nancy-o.
Oh, military gentlemen, bluster, roar and pray.
Nine and the Nancy, boys, made fifty run away.
The powder in hair that day was powder sent their way
By poor and ragged sailor men, who that they would stay.
the Nancy!
Six pence and a day
the Nancy!
No for men to scorn, aboard the Nancy-o.