Luyện nghe bài hát Squid Jiggin' Ground

Words & Music by R. Scammell
by Hank Snow

Oh this is the place where the gather
Oil-skins and boots and the hands batten down;
All sizes of figures with lines and jiggers,
They congregate here on the Jiggin' Ground.

are workin' their jiggers, while others are yarnin',
There's some standin' up and there's more lyin'
While all kinds of fun, and drinks are begun,
As they wait for the on the Squid Jiggin' Ground.

There's men of all ages and in the bargain,
old Billy Cave and there's young Raymond Brown;
There's Rip, Red and out here in the dory,
A runnin' down squires on the Squid Ground.

There's men from the harbor, there's men the tickle,
And all of motor-boats, green, gray and brown;
Right yonder is Bobby and him is Nobby,
He's chawin' hard tack on the Squid Ground.

God my soul, list to, there's Skipper John Champy,
the best hand at squid jiggin' here, I'll be bound;
Hello, the row? Why he's jiggin' one now,
The very first on the Squid Jiggin' Ground.

The man with the is old Jacob Steele,
He's gettin' well on, but still pretty sound;
While Uncle Bob wears six pairs of stockin's
he's out on the Squid Jiggin' Ground.

Holy Smoke! What a scuffle! All are excited,
It's a wonder to me that there's nobody
There's a bustle, confusion, the hustle,
They're all squid on the Squid Jiggin' Ground.

Barney, "The squids are on top of the water,
I just felt me jig five fathoms down
But a in the boat squirted right down his throat,
Now swearin'like mad on the Squid Jiggin' Ground.

There's poor Louie, his whiskers are spattered
With spots of the juice that's flyin' around;
One poor guy got it right in the eye,
But don't give a darn on the Squid Jiggin' Ground.

Now, if you ever inclined to go squiddin',
your white clothes behind in the town;
And if you get cranky without silk hanky,
You'd better steer clear of the Jiggin' Ground.