Luyện nghe bài hát Amsterdam

In the port of there's a sailor who sings
Of the that he brings from the wide open sea.
In the port of Amsterdam there's a sailor who
the river bank weeps to the old willow tree.
In the port of Amsterdam there's a sailor who
Full of beer, full of in a drunkin' down fight.
But in the port of Amsterdam a sailor who's born
On a muggy, hot morn by the dawns light.

In the of Amsterdam where the sailors all meet
There's a sailor who eats fish-heads and tails.
He will show you his teeth have rotted too soon.
can swallow the moon that can haul up the sails.
And he asks to the cook with his arms wide.
Bring me more fish, put it by my side.
And he wants so to belch, but he's too to try.
So he up and he laughs and he zips up his fly.

In the port of you can see sailors dance.
Haunches their pants, binding woman to paunch.
They've forgotten the tune their whiskey voice croaks.
And they're aplitting the night with the of their jokes.
And they turn and dance and they laugh and they lust.
To the rats it of the accordion burst.
Then it's out into the night with their in their pants.
With a slut they tow underneath the street lamps.

In the port of Amsterdam there's a who drinks.
And he drinks and he drinks and he drinks again.
He to the health of the whores of Amsterdam.
Who have promised love to a thousand other men.
And they darken their bodies and their virtue long
For a few dirty coins. And when he can't go on
He plants his nose in the sky And he wipes it up
And he splits I cry for an unfaithful love.
In the of Amsterdam.
In the of Amsterdam.
In the of Amsterdam.