text_original: "Indeed, I shall have had no small entertainment as a solace," said Monsieur Gratiot. "Listen!" The tinkle of the guitar was heard again, and Nick's voice, strong and full and undisturbed:   "S'posin' I was to go to N' O'leans an' take sick an' die, Like a bird into the country my spirit would fly. Go 'way, old man, and leave me alone, For I am a stranger and a long way from home."
text_transcription: INDEED I SHALL HAVE HAD NO SMALL ENTERTAINMENT AS A SOLACE SAID MONSIEUR GRADIOT LISTEN THE TINKLE OF THE GUITAR WAS HEARD AGAIN AND NICK'S VOICE STRONG AND FULL AND UNDISTURBED SPOS'N I WAS TO GO TO NEWLAN'S AND TAKE SICK AND DIE LIKE A BIRD INTO THE COUNTRY MY SPIRIT WOULD FLY GO AWAY OLD MAN AND LEAVE ME ALONE FOR I'M A STRANGER AND A LONG WAY FROM HOME
phonemes: "ˌɪndˈiːd, aɪʃˌɐl hæv hæd nˈoʊ smˈɔːl ˌɛntɚtˈeɪnmənt æz ɐ sˈɑːlɪs," sˈɛd məsjˈɜː ɡɹˈæɾɪət. "lˈɪsən!" ðə tˈɪŋkəl ʌvðə ɡɪtˈɑːɹ wʌz hˈɜːd ɐɡˈɛn, ænd nˈɪks vˈɔɪs, stɹˈɔŋ ænd fˈʊl ænd ʌndɪstˈɜːbd:   "ˈɛspˈɑːsɪn aɪ wʌz tə ɡˌoʊ tʊ ˈɛn oʊlˈiːnz æn tˈeɪk sˈɪk æn dˈaɪ, lˈaɪk ɐ bˈɜːd ˌɪntʊ ðə kˈʌntɹi maɪ spˈɪɹɪt wʊd flˈaɪ. ɡˌoʊ wˈeɪ, ˈoʊld mˈæn, ænd lˈiːv mˌiː ɐlˈoʊn, fɔːɹ aɪɐm ɐ stɹˈeɪndʒɚ ænd ɐ lˈɔŋ wˈeɪ fɹʌm hˈoʊm."