Luyện nghe bài hát The Night Before Larry Was Stretched

Oh, the night before Larry was
Well the boys all paid him a visit
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 friend to a
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

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

"A chalk on the back of your
Is all that Jack Catch dares to 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
Larry found one of them cheated
A in his napper was made
For the boy he'd been heated

"Oh, hold me the hokey, you
I'll scuttle your with me doodle
You me because I'm in grief
Ah, but soon I'll 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 sour
And he pitched his big wig to the

Then sighing he threw his head
For to get a sweet of the bottle
And sighing he said
"Oh, the hempt 'twill be soon me throttle
And choke me poor to death

"Oh, then sure the best way to die
Oh, the are no better the living
For now when the gallows is
Our journey is to Heaven"

But what harasses the most
And his soul poor melancholy
Is he of the time when his ghost
It come in a sheet to Sweet Molly
"Oh sure, kill her alive"

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

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

When he came to the old 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 you might see 'twas all over
Soon after the was untied
In we waked him in clover
And him to take his ground sweat

Oh, the night Larry 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 Larry was the lad
When a boy was condemned to the
Would fence all the that he had
For to help his friend to a sneezer
And warm his ol' gob 'fore he
And warm his ol' gob 'fore he