Luyện nghe bài hát Amsterdam

In the port of Amsterdam there's a sailor who
Of the dreams that he brings from the open sea
And in the port of Amsterdam there's a who sleeps
While the river bank to the old willow tree

And in the port of Amsterdam there's a sailor who
of beer, full of cries in a drunken town fight
And in the port of there's a sailor who's born
On a hot murky morn by the dawn's early

In the of Amsterdam where the sailors all meet
There's a sailor who eats fish heads and tails
And he'll show you his that have rotted too soon
That can haul up the sails that can swallow the

And he yells to the cook with his arms open
"Oh, bring me fish throw it down by my side"
And he wants so to belch but he's too to try
So he stands up and and he zips up his fly

In the port of Amsterdam you can see dance
Paunches bursting their pants grinding women to
They've forgotten the tune that whiskey voice croaked
Splitting the night with the roar of jokes

And they and they dance and they laugh and they lust
Till the sound of the accordion bursts
And then out of the with their pride in their pants
And the sluts that they tow underneath the lamps

In the port of Amsterdam there's a who drinks
And he drinks and he and he drinks once again
Oh he drink to the health of the whores of
Who've given their to a thousand other men

Oh, they bargain virtue, their goodness all gone
For a few dirty coins when they can't go on
Throws his nose to the sky and he aims it up
And he pisses like I cry for a love
In the port of
In the of Amsterdam