text_original: ROOT HOG OR DIE When I was a young man I lived on the square, I never had any pocket change and I hardly thought it fair; So out on the crosses I went to rob and to steal, And when I met a peddler oh, how happy I did feel.
text_transcription: ROOT HOG OR DIE WHEN I WAS A YOUNG MAN I LIVED ON THE SQUARE I NEVER HAD ANY POCKET CHANGE AND I HARDLY THOUGHT IT FAIR SO OUT ON THE CROSSES I WENT TO ROB AND TO STEAL AND WHEN I MET A PEDDLER HO HOW HAPPY I DID FEEL
phonemes: ɹˈuːt ˌeɪtʃˌoʊdʒˈiː ɔːɹ dˌiːˌaɪˈiː wɛn aɪ wʌzɐ jˈʌŋ mˈæn aɪ lˈɪvd ɔnðə skwˈɛɹ, aɪ nˈɛvɚ hˌæd ˌɛni pˈɑːkɪt tʃˈeɪndʒ ænd aɪ hˈɑːɹdli θˈɔːt ɪt fˈɛɹ; sˌoʊ ˈaʊt ɔnðə kɹˈɔsᵻz aɪ wɛnt tə ɹˈɑːb ænd tə stˈiːl, ænd wɛn aɪ mˈɛt ɐ pˈɛdlɚɹ ˈoʊ, hˌaʊ hˈæpi aɪ dˈɪd fˈiːl.