text_original: It's yerself knows the tinder feet that's on me since ever I've bin in this country. Well, owin' to that, I fell into the way o' slippin' me shoes off when I'd be settin' down to pale the praties or the likes o' that, and, do ye mind, that haythin would do the same thing after me whiniver the missus set him parin' apples or tomaterses. The saints in heaven couldn't have made him belave he cud kape the shoes on him when he'd be payling anything.
text_transcription: IT'S YOURSELF KNOWS THE TENDER FEET THAT'S ON ME SINCE EVER I'VE BEEN IN THIS COUNTRY WELL OWING TO THAT I FELL INTO THE WAY O SLIPPIN ME SHOES OFF WHEN I'D BE SITTIN DOWN TO PALE THE PAGES OR LIKES O THAT AND D'YE MIND THAT HATHIN WOULD DO THE SAME THING AFTER ME WHENEVER THE MISSES SET EM PARING APPLES OR TOMATRSES THE SAINTS IN HEAVEN COULDN'T HAVE MADE HIM BELIEVE HE COULD KEEP THE SHOES ON HIM WHEN HE'D BE PALE IN ANYTHING
phonemes: ɪts jɜːsˈɛlf nˈoʊz ðə tˈɪndɚ fˈiːt ðæts ˌɔn mˌiː sˈɪns ˈɛvɚɹ aɪv bˈɪn ɪn ðɪs kˈʌntɹi. wˈɛl, ˈoʊɪn tə ðˈæt, aɪ fˈɛl ˌɪntʊ ðə wˈeɪ ˈoʊ slˈɪpɪn mˌiː ʃˈuːz ˈɔf wɛn aɪd biː sˈɛʔn dˌaʊn tə pˈeɪl ðə pɹˈeɪɾiz ɔːɹ ðə lˈaɪks ˈoʊ ðˈæt, ænd, dˈuː jiː mˈaɪnd, ðæt hˈeɪθɪn wʊd dˈuː ðə sˈeɪm θˈɪŋ ˈæftɚ mˌiː wˈɪnɪvɚ ðə mˈɪsəs sˈɛt hˌɪm pˈɛɹɪn ˈæpəlz ɔːɹ tˈɑːmɐtˌɜːsᵻz. ðə sˈeɪnts ɪn hˈɛvən kˌʊdəntəv mˌeɪd hˌɪm bᵻlˈeɪv hiː kˈʌd kˈeɪp ðə ʃˈuːz ˌɔn hˌɪm wɛn hiːd biː pˈeɪlɪŋ ˈɛnɪθˌɪŋ.