text_original: "I feel it  a dull, steady, weighty pain.... But that's nothing. I hope I always have it." "Wal, I don't.... An', son, you ain't never goin' back to drink an' cards an' all thet hell?... Not now!"
text_transcription: I FEEL IT A DULL STEADY WEIGHTY PAIN BUT THAT'S NOTHING I HOPE I ALWAYS HAVE IT WELL I DON'T AND SON YOU AIN'T NEVER GOING BACK TO DRINKIN CARD ALL THAT HE HILL NOT NOW
phonemes: "aɪ fˈiːl ɪɾ ɐ dˈʌl, stˈɛdi, wˈeɪɾi pˈeɪn.... bˌʌt ðæts nˈʌθɪŋ. aɪ hˈoʊp aɪ ˈɔːlweɪz hˈæv ɪt." "wˈæl, aɪ dˈoʊnt.... æn, sˈʌn, juː ˈeɪnt nˈɛvɚ ɡˌoʊɪn bˈæk tə dɹˈɪŋk æn kˈɑːɹdz æn ˈɔːl θˈɛt hˈɛl?... nˌɑːt nˈaʊ!"