text_original: 'Tis I alone the bravest smite, The dethroned Sophy owns my might; They choose me king, in crowds I'm led; Gold crowns come raining on my head. A fly soon wakes me up once more, And I am Big John, as before.
text_transcription: TIS I ALONE THE BRAVEST SMITE THE DETHRONED SOPHIE OWNS MY MIGHT THEY CHOOSE ME KING IN CROWDS UNLED GOLD CROWNS COME REIGNING ON MY HEAD A FLY SOON WAKES ME UP ONCE MORE AND I AM BIG JOHN AS BEFORE
phonemes: tˈɪz aɪ ɐlˈoʊn ðə bɹˈeɪvɪst smˈaɪt, ðə diːθɹˈoʊnd sˈɑːfi ˈoʊnz maɪ mˈaɪt; ðeɪ tʃˈuːz mˌiː kˈɪŋ, ɪn kɹˈaʊdz aɪm lˈɛd; ɡˈoʊld kɹˈaʊnz kˈʌm ɹˈeɪnɪŋ ˌɔn maɪ hˈɛd. ɐ flˈaɪ sˈuːn wˈeɪks mˌiː ˌʌp wˈʌns mˈɔːɹ, ænd aɪɐm bˈɪɡ dʒˈɑːn, æz bᵻfˈɔːɹ.