Luyện nghe bài hát Jack Tarr the Sailor

When first I came to
I upon the spree
Me money at I spent it
Fast got drunk as could be

And when my was all gone
It was then that I more
But a man must be blind to up his mind
To go to sea more

I spent the with Angeline
Too drunk to in bed
Me watch, it was new and my was too
And the morning with she fled

And as I roamed the of Bath
The whores they all roar
There goes Jarr the poor sailor
He must go to sea more

As I down the street
I ran into Brown
I asked him for to me in
And he looked at me with a

He said, "Last you was on board with me
You job no score, but I'll take your
And I'll give you the
And I'll send you to sea more"

shipped me aboard of a whaling ship
Bound for the Sea
Where the cold winds through the frost and the snow
Jamaica rum would

Alas! I had no with my gear
For I my money ashore
It was that I wished
That I was there, safe with the girls

Come all ye boat seafaring
Who listen to my
And when you off them long trip
Pray you don't go wrong

Take my advice, drink no drink
Don't go sleeping no whores
But get married lads and have all in
And go to to sea no