text_original: Poor North Bobbie was the bad boy,   Bad, bad, bad, bad Bobbie Burns! Loved and made the world his lover, Kissed and barleycomed by turns. London's dweller, child of wisdom, Kept his counsel, took his toll; Ayrshire's vagrant paid the piper, Lost the game  God save his soul!
text_transcription: POOR NORTH BOBBY WAS THE BAD BOY BAD BAD BAD BAD BOBBY BURNS LOVED AND MADE THE WORLD HIS LOVER KISSED AND BARLEY COOMBED BY TURNS LONDON'S DWELLER CHILD OF WISDOM KEPT HIS COUNSEL TOOK HIS TOLL HEIRSHIRE'S VAGRANT PAID THE PIPER LOST THE GAME GOD SAVE HIS SOUL
phonemes: pˈʊɹ nˈɔːɹθ bˈɑːbi wʌzðə bˈæd bˈɔɪ,   bˈæd, bˈæd, bˈæd, bˈæd bˈɑːbi bˈɜːnz! lˈʌvd ænd mˌeɪd ðə wˈɜːld hɪz lˈʌvɚ, kˈɪst ænd bˈɑːɹlɪkˌʌmd baɪ tˈɜːnz. lˈʌndənz dwˈɛlɚ, tʃˈaɪld ʌv wˈɪzdəm, kˈɛpt hɪz kˈaʊnsəl, tˈʊk hɪz tˈoʊl; ˈɛɹʃɚz vˈeɪɡɹənt pˈeɪd ðə pˈaɪpɚ, lˈɔst ðə ɡˈeɪm ɡˈɑːd sˈeɪv hɪz sˈoʊl!