Luyện nghe bài hát Justice in Ontario

Oh, you who from Ontario
the tale of the Donnelly's, oh
Died at the hands of a mob night
Every and man by the oil torch light

Jim was no angel sure
But burned his barn, broke down the door
Well, the children cried while they old Jim
Then they killed his wife, then turned on them

No judge, no jury, no hangman, no justice in
A hundred years or more turned
And you hear how much we've learned
Well, a man lay in a Port Hope bar

And the blood ran red on a floor
And the big men ran through the door
one man knew what had happened for sure

Well, one and all the outlaws' brand
And the big bikes roared through the Northland
When you on the edge of the law
You know, in Ontario

Blue smoke hung in the air
No one spoke the cops got there
Well, the local made the call
Send us Terry Hall

all sang a different tune
When Corporal Hall walked in the
his picture book and a list of names
One by one the came

And they told him he wanted to know
in Ontario

The provincial searched far and wide
And the outlaws ran but could not hide
And they 'em in, every single one
the man who actually fired the gun

It was down in London, they tried
And the guilty man free outside
he took the stand to pay his debt
The judge was blind and the jury

In Kingston Town they're locked up
When the sun goes and the air is chill
You could swear you heard Jim Donnelly's cry
"Justice in Ontario"