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

a boy was condemned 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 crowding in
And they threw all their 'round about him
Six glims round his case was placed
For he couldn't be waked without them

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 be cut up like a pie
And me nob from me body be
You're in the box, then, says I
For blast me if they're so

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

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

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

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

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

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

But what harasses the most
And makes his poor melancholy
Is he thinks of the when his ghost
It come in a sheet to Sweet Molly
"Oh sure, it'll her alive"

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

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

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

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

Oh, the night before was stretched
Well, the boys all paid him a visit
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
fence all the duds that he had
For to help his friend to a sneezer
And his ol' gob 'fore he died
And warm his ol' gob he died