text_original: So away then he goes, and with a black look, And under his arm he puts his rent book; He knocks at the next door, and his looks are so sour, He will turn all the milk in the town in an hour.
text_transcription: SO AWAY THEN HE GOES AND WITH A BLACK LOOK AND UNDER HIS ARM HE PUTS HIS RENT BOOK HE KNOCKS AT THE NEXT DOOR AND HIS LOOKS ARE SO SOUR HE WILL TURN ALL THE MILK IN THE TOWN IN AN HOUR
phonemes: sˌoʊ ɐwˈeɪ ðˈɛn hiː ɡˈoʊz, ænd wɪð ɐ blˈæk lˈʊk, ænd ˌʌndɚ hɪz ˈɑːɹm hiː pˌʊts hɪz ɹˈɛnt bˈʊk; hiː nˈɑːks æt ðə nˈɛkst dˈɔːɹ, ænd hɪz lˈʊks ɑːɹ sˌoʊ sˈaʊɚ, hiː wɪl tˈɜːn ˈɔːl ðə mˈɪlk ɪnðə tˈaʊn ɪn ɐn ˈaʊɚ.