Luyện nghe bài hát A Girl In Port

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

gone blonde and lost a stone
She lay on her lawn, and alone
And when the morning sun it
Upon and her lacy clothes

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

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

And Cindy tells me had fun
backstage, someone's plus 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 got a smile on her face
And got a story you can't see
Well, that's between that name and Cindy

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

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

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

I'm aghast, I'm not apart
My tender with my easy heart
These several out on the sea
Made me empty, cold and
Pour into me

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