text_original: A council to surrender this lord did then command; "What say you, my brave heroes, to yield you must depend; Don't you hear the bomb shells flying, boys, and the thundering cannon's roar? De Grasse is in the harbor, and Washington's on shore."
text_transcription: A COUNSEL TO SURRENDER THIS LORD DID THEN COMMAND WHAT SAY YOU MY BRAVE HEROES TO YIELD YOU MUST DEPEND DON'T YOU HEAR THE BOMB SHELLS FLYING BOYS AND THE THUNDERING CANNONS ROAR DE GRASS IS IN THE HARBOUR AND WASHINGTON'S ON SHORE
phonemes: ɐ kˈaʊnsəl tə sɚɹˈɛndɚ ðɪs lˈɔːɹd dˈɪd ðˈɛn kəmˈænd; "wˌʌt sˈeɪ juː, maɪ bɹˈeɪv hˈiəɹoʊz, tə jˈiːld juː mˈʌst dᵻpˈɛnd; dˈoʊnt juː hˈɪɹ ðə bˈɑːm ʃˈɛlz flˈaɪɪŋ, bˈɔɪz, ænd ðə θˈʌndɚɹɪŋ kˈænənz ɹˈɔːɹ? də ɡɹˈæs ɪz ɪnðə hˈɑːɹbɚ, ænd wˈɑːʃɪŋtənz ˌɔn ʃˈɔːɹ."