Luyện nghe bài hát Amsterdam

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

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

In the of Amsterdam 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 roar of jokes.
And they turn and dance and they laugh and they lust.
To the it sounds of the accordion burst.
Then out into the night with their pride in their pants.
With a slut that tow underneath the street lamps.

In the port of Amsterdam a sailor who drinks.
And he drinks and he drinks and he drinks again.
He to the health of the whores of Amsterdam.
Who have promised their love to a thousand men.
And they darken their bodies and virtue long gone
For a few dirty coins. And then when he 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.