text_original: The sobbin' got into his throat, an' he crep' into bed, An' I druv home the bar wid a blow, an' lay down by his head, But before I right settled to sleep I just took a back glance at the dure.
text_transcription: THE SODDEN GOT INTO HIS THROAT AND HE CREPT INTO BED AND I DROVE HOME THE BAR WITH A BLOW AND LAY DOWN BY HIS HEAD BUT BEFORE I RIGHT SETTLED TO SLEEP I JUST TOOK A BACK GLANCE AT THE DOOR
phonemes: ðə sˈɑːbɪn ɡɑːt ˌɪntʊ hɪz θɹˈoʊt, æn hiː kɹˈɛp ˌɪntʊ bˈɛd, æn aɪ dɹˈʌv hˈoʊm ðə bˈɑːɹ wˈɪd ɐ blˈoʊ, æn lˈeɪ dˌaʊn baɪ hɪz hˈɛd, bˌʌt bᵻfˌɔːɹ aɪ ɹˈaɪt sˈɛɾəld tə slˈiːp aɪ dʒˈʌst tˈʊk ɐ bˈæk ɡlˈæns æt ðə dˈʊɹ.