text_original: For ye see, Lord, kennin' a' thing as ye dee, 'at until I hae a drap i' my skin, I canna even think; I canna min' the sangs I used to sing, or the prayers my mither learnt me sittin' upo' her lap.
text_transcription: FOR YE SEE LORD KENNY O THING AS YE DO AT UM TILL I GET A DROP IN ME SKIN I CANNA EVEN THINK I CANNOT MEAN THE SANGS I USED TO SING ALL THE PRAYERS ME MITHER LEARN TO ME SITTIN UPON HER LAP
phonemes: fɔːɹ jiː sˈiː, lˈɔːɹd, kˈɛnɪn ɐ θˈɪŋ æz jiː dˈiː, æɾ ʌntˈɪl aɪ hˈiː ɐ dɹˈæp ˈaɪ maɪ skˈɪn, aɪ kˈænə ˈiːvən θˈɪŋk; aɪ kˈænə mˈɪn ðə sˈæŋz aɪ jˈuːzd tə sˈɪŋ, ɔːɹ ðə pɹˈɛɹz maɪ mˈɪðɚ lˈɜːnt mˌiː sˈɪtɪn jˈuːpoʊ hɜː lˈæp.