Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Before Larry Was Stretched

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

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

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

When one of asked, "Could he die
Without having 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 me body be parted
You're in the wrong box, then, I
For blast me if they're so

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

Well, the cards being called for they
Larry found one of them cheated
A in his napper was made
For the boy he'd easily heated

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

the clergy came in with his book
And he him so smooth and so civil
Larry tipped him sour look
And he his big wig to the devil

Then sighing he threw back his
For to get a drop of the bottle
And dutiful he said
"Oh, the hempt 'twill be soon me throttle
And choke me windpipe to death

"Oh, sure it's the best way to die
Oh, the dead are no the living
For now when the gallows is
Our journey is to Heaven"

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

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

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

he came to the old Dublin Chit
He was up so neat and so pretty
The rumbler jugged off his feet
And he with his face to the city

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

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

For was always the lad
When a boy was to the Squeezer
Would fence all the that he had
For to his poor friend to a sneezer
And warm his ol' gob he died
And his ol' gob 'fore he died