Luyện nghe bài hát A Girl In Port

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

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

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

Let fall soft 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, plus one
Up in her the records spin
in the grooves that she's worn thin

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

And before made her way
Over the sea and far
telling me inside her car
Driving us back the Crystal Corner bar

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

Oh, I'm a weak and sort
Though I'm not sailing for sport
come to feel out on the sea
These urgent lives against me

I'm just aghast, I'm not
My tender with my easy heart
These years out on the sea
Made me empty, and clear
yourself into me

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