text_original: 1 62 THE ROVING MEN. Ye have tied me down to the desk and the pen, The hurrying pen all day, But my heart is in the tents of the men, Who are roving far away.
text_transcription: THE ROVING MEN YE HAVE TIED ME DOWN TO THE DESK IN THE PEN THE HURRYING PEN ALL DAY BUT MY HEART IS IN THE TENTS OF THE MEN WHO ARE ROVING FAR AWAY
phonemes: wˈʌn sˈɪksti tˈuː ðə ɹˈoʊvɪŋ mˈɛn. jiː hæv tˈaɪd mˌiː dˌaʊn tə ðə dˈɛsk ænd ðə pˈɛn, ðə hˈɜːɹiɪŋ pˈɛn ˈɔːl dˈeɪ, bˌʌt maɪ hˈɑːɹt ɪz ɪnðə tˈɛnts ʌvðə mˈɛn, hˌuː ɑːɹ ɹˈoʊvɪŋ fˈɑːɹ ɐwˈeɪ.