text_original: 'O here am I, a sailor gude, To take the helm in hand, Till ye get up to the tall top mast: But I fear you'll ne'er spy land.' [103] RAINBOW GOLD He hadna gane a step, a step, A step but barely ane, When a bout flew out of our goodly ship, And the salt sea it came in.
text_transcription: OH HERE AM I A SAILOR GOOD TO TAKE THE HAM IN HAND TILL YE GET UP TO THE TALL TOPMAST BUT I FEAR YE'LL NEVER SPY LAND HE HADN'T A GUN A STEP A STEP A STEP BUT BARELY ON WHEN ABOUT FLEW OUT FOR A GOODLY SHIP AND THE SALT SEA IT IN
phonemes: ˈoʊ hˈɪɹ æm ˈaɪ, ɐ sˈeɪlɚ ɡjˈuːd, tə tˈeɪk ðə hˈɛlm ɪn hˈænd, tˈɪl jiː ɡɛt ˌʌp tə ðə tˈɔːl tˈɑːp mˈæst: bˌʌt aɪ fˈɪɹ juːl nˈɛɹ spˈaɪ lˈænd. [wˈʌnhˈʌndɹɪd θɹˈiː] ɹˈeɪnboʊ ɡˈoʊld hiː hˈædnə ɡˈeɪn ɐ stˈɛp, ɐ stˈɛp, ɐ stˈɛp bˌʌt bˈɛɹli ˈeɪn, wˌɛn ɐ bˈaʊt flˈuː ˌaʊɾəv ˌaʊɚ ɡˈʊdli ʃˈɪp, ænd ðə sˈɔlt sˈiː ɪt kˈeɪm ˈɪn.