text_original: 32 MY 'LONGSHORE LASS Far in the mellow western sky, Above the restless harbor bar, A beacon on the coast of night, Shines out a calm, white evening star; But your deep eyes, my 'longshore lass, Are brighter, clearer far.
text_transcription: MAN MY LONGSHORE LASS FAR IN THE MELLOW WESTERN SKY ABOVE THE RESTLESS HARBOR BAR A BEACON ON THE COAST OF NIGHT SHINES OUT A CALM WHITE EVENING STAR BUT YOUR DEEP EYES MY LONGSHORE LASS ARE BRIGHTER CLEARER FAR
phonemes: θˈɜːɾi tˈuː maɪ lˈɔŋʃɔːɹ lˈæs fˈɑːɹ ɪnðə mˈɛloʊ wˈɛstɚn skˈaɪ, əbˌʌv ðə ɹˈɛstləs hˈɑːɹbɚ bˈɑːɹ, ɐ bˈiːkən ɔnðə kˈoʊst ʌv nˈaɪt, ʃˈaɪnz ˈaʊt ɐ kˈɑːm, wˈaɪt ˈiːvnɪŋ stˈɑːɹ; bˌʌt jʊɹ dˈiːp ˈaɪz, maɪ lˈɔŋʃɔːɹ lˈæs, ɑːɹ bɹˈaɪɾɚ, klˈɪɹɚ fˈɑːɹ.