text_original: The news was quickly brought us, The enemy was near, And all along our lines then, There was no sign of fear; It was above Stillwater We met at noon that day, And every one expected To see a bloody fray.
text_transcription: THE NEWS WAS QUICKLY BROUGHT US THE ENEMY WAS NEAR AND ALL ALONG OUR LINES THEN THERE WAS NO SIGN OF FEAR IT WAS ABOVE STILL WATER WE MET AT NOON THAT DAY AND EVERYONE EXPECTED TO SEE A BLOODY FRAY
phonemes: ðə nˈuːz wʌz kwˈɪkli bɹˈɔːt ˌʌs, ðɪ ˈɛnəmi wʌz nˈɪɹ, ænd ˈɔːl ɐlˈɔŋ ˌaʊɚ lˈaɪnz ðˈɛn, ðɛɹwˌʌz nˈoʊ sˈaɪn ʌv fˈɪɹ; ɪt wʌz əbˌʌv stˈɪlwɔːɾɚ wiː mˈɛt æt nˈuːn ðæt dˈeɪ, ænd ˈɛvɹi wˈʌn ɛkspˈɛktᵻd tə sˈiː ɐ blˈʌdi fɹˈeɪ.