Luyện nghe bài hát A Girl In Port

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm aghast, I'm not apart
My tender head with my easy
These years out on the sea
me empty, cold and clear
Pour into me

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