Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Before Larry Was Stretched

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

When a boy was condemned to the
Would all the duds that he had
For to his poor friend to a sneezer
And his ol' gob 'fore he died

Well, the boys they came in fast
And they all their stools 'round about him
Six glims round his trap case was
For he couldn't be well waked without

When one of asked, "Could he die
having duly repented?"
Larry, "That's all in me eye
And first by the invented
For to get a fat bit for themselves"

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

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

Well, the being called for they played
Until Larry found one of them
A in his napper was made
For the boy been easily heated

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

Then the clergy came in his book
And he spoke him so smooth and so
Larry tipped him kill sour
And he pitched his big wig to the

Then sighing he back his head
For to get a sweet of the bottle
And dutiful sighing he
"Oh, the 'twill be soon 'round me throttle
And choke me windpipe to death

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

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

So moving, these words he spoke
We all our tears in a shower
For me own part I thought me heart
For to see him cut down like a

On his travels we him next day
The I thought I could kill him
But not one word did say
Nor change did he come to William
And then did his color grow

When he came to the old Chit
He was tucked up so neat and so
The rumbler off from his feet
And he died with his face to the

He kicked too, but was all pride
For soon you might see 'twas all
Soon after the noose was
In we waked him in clover
And sent him to take his sweat

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

For was always the lad
a boy was condemned to the Squeezer
Would fence all the duds he had
For to help his poor to a sneezer
And warm his ol' gob 'fore he
And warm his ol' gob 'fore he