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 lady-killing
Enough to hurt a in port

Marie's gone and lost a stone
She lay on her lawn, and alone
And when the sun it rose
Upon Marie and her lacy

Well, it lit her up, and she walked
The winding of Camden Town
Well, she know who she wants to be
And if I knew I'd Marie

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

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

Well, she her sleeve and she sees a name
And she's got a on her face
And she's got a story you see
Well, that's between that name and Cindy

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

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

Oh, I'm a weak and sort
Though I'm not just for sport
I've come to out on the sea
urgent lives press against me

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

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