text_original: "Don't poison their innocence, Maury; the three that you have 'Ll be as't for some day from your hands, for it's not to the grave Ye are goin'," says Emun, says he, "wid your smile or your frown ; When there's Wan that is coaxin' them up, don't be dhrivin' thim down."
text_transcription: DON'T POISON THEIR INNOCENCE MAURIE THE THREE THAT YOU HAVE WILL BE AS FOR SOME DAY FROM YOUR HANDS FOR IT'S NOT TO THE GRAVE YE ARE GOING SAYS AYRMON SAYS HE WITH YOUR SMILE OR YER FROWN WHEN THERE'S ONE THAT IS COAXING THEM UP DON'T BE DRIVING THEM DOWN
phonemes: "dˈoʊnt pˈɔɪzən ðɛɹ ˈɪnəsəns, mˈɔːɹi; ðə θɹˈiː ðæt juː hæv ˌɛlˈɛl biː ˈæst fɔːɹ sˌʌm dˈeɪ fɹʌm jʊɹ hˈændz, fɔːɹ ɪts nˌɑːt tə ðə ɡɹˈeɪv jiː ɑːɹ ɡˌoʊɪn," sˈɛz ɛmˈʌn, sˈɛz hiː, "wˈɪd jʊɹ smˈaɪl ɔːɹ jʊɹ fɹˈaʊn ; wˌɛn ðɛɹz wˈæn ðæt ɪz kˈoʊksɪn ðˌɛm ˈʌp, dˈoʊnt biː dɹˈɪvɪn θˈɪm dˈaʊn."