text_original: In my time I have heard queer ghost stories told, How through keyholes they'd pop in the days of old, But I can't think men such fools to come out in the cold, On purpose the people to scare; So if it's a live ghost playing a trick, And you can his Ghostship come near, The best way to pay him is with a thick stick, And he'd never trouble again Woburn Square.
text_transcription: IN MY TIME I HAVE HEARD QUEER GHOST STORIES TOLD HOW THROUGH KEYHOLES THEY'D POP IN THE DAYS OF OLD BUT I CAN'T THINK MEN SUCH FOOLS TO COME OUT IN THE COLD ON PURPOSE THE PEOPLE TO SCARE SO IF IT'S A LIVE GHOST PLAYING A TRICK AND YOU CAN HIS GHOST SHIP COME NEAR THE BEST WAY TO PAY HIM IS WITH A THICK STICK AND HE'D NEVER TROUBLE AGAIN WOEBURN SQUARE
phonemes: ɪn maɪ tˈaɪm aɪ hæv hˈɜːd kwˈɪɹ ɡˈoʊst stˈɔːɹiz tˈoʊld, hˌaʊ θɹuː kˈiːhoʊlz ðeɪd pˈɑːp ɪnðə dˈeɪz ʌv ˈoʊld, bˌʌt aɪ kˈænt θˈɪŋk mˈɛn sˈʌtʃ fˈuːlz tə kˈʌm ˈaʊt ɪnðə kˈoʊld, ˌɔn pˈɜːpəs ðə pˈiːpəl tə skˈɛɹ; sˌoʊ ɪf ɪts ɐ lˈaɪv ɡˈoʊst plˈeɪɪŋ ɐ tɹˈɪk, ænd juː kæn hɪz ɡˈoʊstʃɪp kˈʌm nˈɪɹ, ðə bˈɛst wˈeɪ tə pˈeɪ hˌɪm ɪz wɪð ɐ θˈɪk stˈɪk, ænd hiːd nˈɛvɚ tɹˈʌbəl ɐɡˈɛn wˈɑːbɜːn skwˈɛɹ.