text_original: Another truth to you I'll tell, That you may see they levelled well; For aiming for to kill the people, They fired their shot into a steeple. They fired low, they fired high, The women scream, the children cry; And all their firing and their racket Shot off the topmast of a packet.
text_transcription: ANOTHER TRUTH TO YOU I'LL TELL THAT YOU MAY SEE THEY LEVELLED WELL FOR AIMING TO KILL THE PEOPLE THEY FIRED THEIR SHOT INTO A STEEPLE THEY FIRED LOW THEY FIRED HIGH THE WOMEN SCREAM THE CHILDREN CRY AND ALL THEIR FIRING AND THEIR RACKET SHOT OFF THE TOPMAST OF A PACKET
phonemes: ɐnˈʌðɚ tɹˈuːθ tə juː aɪl tˈɛl, ðæt juː mˈeɪ sˈiː ðeɪ lˈɛvəld wˈɛl; fɔːɹ ˈeɪmɪŋ fɔːɹ tə kˈɪl ðə pˈiːpəl, ðeɪ fˈaɪɚd ðɛɹ ʃˈɑːt ˌɪntʊ ɐ stˈiːpəl. ðeɪ fˈaɪɚd lˈoʊ, ðeɪ fˈaɪɚd hˈaɪ, ðə wˈɪmɪn skɹˈiːm, ðə tʃˈɪldɹən kɹˈaɪ; ænd ˈɔːl ðɛɹ fˈaɪɚɹɪŋ ænd ðɛɹ ɹˈækɪt ʃˈɑːt ˈɔf ðə tˈɑːpmæst əvə pˈækɪt.