text_original: And she had a rose in her raven hair, With a hey, and a ho, nonny nonny!" "By the etarnal!" said Tom, following the man along the palings with the muzzle of his Deckard, "by the etarnal! 'tis like shootin' beef."
text_transcription: AND SHE HAD A ROSE IN HER RAVEN HAIR WITH A HAY AND A HO NONE HONEY I THE ETERNAL SAID TOM FOLLOWING THE MAN ALONG THE PALINGS WITH THE MUZZLE OF HIS DECORD AY THE ETERNAL TIS LIKE SHOOTING BEEF
phonemes: ænd ʃiː hæd ɐ ɹˈoʊz ɪn hɜː ɹˈeɪvən hˈɛɹ, wɪð ɐ hˈeɪ, ænd ɐ hˈoʊ, nˈɑːni nˈɑːni!" "baɪ ðɪ ˈɛtɑːɹnəl!" sˈɛd tˈɑːm, fˈɑːloʊɪŋ ðə mˈæn ɐlˈɔŋ ðə pˈeɪlɪŋz wɪððə mˈʌzəl ʌv hɪz dˈɛkɚd, "baɪ ðɪ ˈɛtɑːɹnəl! tˈɪz lˈaɪk ʃˈuːtɪn bˈiːf."