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 sacks too they fetched
For they sweated their duds till they it
For was always the lad

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

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

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

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

"A chalk on the of your neck
Is all that Jack Catch to give you
Then mind not such affect
Oh, why the likes of them grieve you?
And now boys, tip us the deck"

Well, the cards called for they played
Until found one of them cheated
A point in his napper was
For the boy been easily heated

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

Then the came in with his book
And he spoke him so and so civil
Larry tipped him kill look
And he pitched his big wig to the

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

"Oh, then sure the best way to die
Oh, the dead are no better the
For now the gallows is high
Our is shorter to Heaven"

But what harasses the most
And makes his poor melancholy
Is he thinks of the time his ghost
It will come in a to Sweet Molly
"Oh sure, it'll 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 down a flower

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

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

He kicked too, but that was all
For soon you see 'twas all over
Soon the noose was untied
In darkness we waked him in
And sent him to his ground sweat

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

For Larry was 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