Luyện nghe bài hát A Girl In Port

Let fall your and swaying skirt
Let fall your shoes, let your shirt
I'm not the lady-killing
Enough to a girl in port

Marie's gone blonde and a stone
She lay on her lawn, spun and
And when the morning sun it
Marie and her lacy clothes

Well, it lit her up, and she around
The winding streets of Camden
Well, she don't know who she to be
And if I knew I'd tell

Let fall your and swaying skirt
Let fall your shoes, let fall shirt
I'm not the lady-killing
to hurt a girl in port

And Cindy me she's had fun
Sitting backstage, someone's one
Up in her room the spin
Needle in the grooves she's worn thin

Well, she lifts her sleeve and she sees a
And she's got a on her face
And she's got a you can't see
Well, that's just between that name and

And before Holly her way
the sea and far away
She's telling me her car
Driving us back from the Crystal bar

I her there, I fell from hell
Cut some fresh from myself
And for a second something in me
leave today, it's time, Holly, it's time

Oh, I'm a and lonely sort
Though I'm not just for sport
come to feel out on the sea
These lives press against me

I'm aghast, I'm not apart
My head with my easy heart
These several out on the sea
me empty, cold and clear
Pour yourself me

Let fall soft and swaying skirt
Let fall your shoes, let fall shirt
I'm not the lady-killing
Enough to hurt the in port