Luyện nghe bài hát Amsterdam

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

In the port of where the sailors all meet
There's a who eats only fish-heads and tails.
He will you his teeth that have rotted too soon.
That can swallow the that can haul up the sails.
And he asks to the cook with his arms wide.
me more fish, put it down 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 of Amsterdam you can see sailors dance.
Haunches bursting their pants, woman to paunch.
They've forgotten the tune that their whiskey croaks.
And they're the night with the roar of their jokes.
And they and they dance and they laugh and they lust.
To the it sounds of the accordion burst.
Then it's out into the 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 other men.
And they darken their bodies and their 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.