Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Before Larry Was Stretched

Oh, the before Larry was stretched
Well the boys all paid him a visit
A bit in sacks too they fetched
For they their duds till they ris' it
For Larry was the lad

When a boy was to the Squeezer
Would all the duds that he had
For to help his friend to a sneezer
And warm his ol' gob 'fore he

Well, the boys they came crowding in
And they all their stools 'round about him
Six glims his trap case was placed
For he couldn't be well waked them

When one of asked, "Could he die
Without duly repented?"
Larry, "That's all in me eye
And first by the Clergy
For to get a fat bit for themselves"

"Oh, and I'll be cut up a pie
And me nob from me be parted
in the wrong box, then, says I
For blast me if they're so

"A on the back of your neck
Is all Jack Catch dares to give you
mind not such trifle's affect
Oh, why should the likes of them you?
And now boys, tip us the deck"

Well, the cards being called for played
Until Larry found one of cheated
A point in his was made
For the boy been easily heated

"Oh, me the hokey, you thief
I'll scuttle knob with me doodle
You cheat me I'm in grief
Ah, but I'll demolish your noddle
And leave you your to drink"

Then the clergy came in with his
And he spoke him so smooth and so
tipped him kill sour look
And he his big wig to the devil

Then sighing he back his head
For to get a drop of the bottle
And sighing he said
"Oh, the hempt 'twill be 'round me throttle
And me poor windpipe to death

"Oh, then it's the best way to die
Oh, the dead are no better the
For now when the gallows is
Our is shorter to Heaven"

But harasses Larry the most
And makes his soul poor
Is he thinks of the time when his
It will come in a sheet to Sweet
"Oh sure, kill her alive"

So moving, these last he spoke
We all vented our tears in a
For me own part I thought me broke
For to see him cut like a flower

On his travels we watched him day
The throttler I thought I could him
But not one word did say
Nor did he come to King William
And then did his grow white

When he came to the old Dublin
He was tucked up so neat and so
The rumbler jugged off from his
And he with his face to the city

He kicked too, but was all pride
For soon you might see all over
Soon after the was untied
In we waked him in clover
And sent him to take his ground

Oh, the night before Larry was
Well, the they all paid him a visit
A bit in their sacks too fetched
For they sweated duds till they ris' it

For was always the lad
When a boy was condemned to the
fence all the duds that he had
For to help his poor friend to a
And warm his ol' gob he died
And warm his ol' gob he died