Luyện nghe bài hát Amsterdam

In the port of Amsterdam a sailor who sings
Of the dreams that he brings from the open sea.
In the port of Amsterdam a sailor who sleeps
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 there's a who's born
On a muggy, hot morn by the early light.

In the port of Amsterdam the sailors all meet
There's a sailor who eats fish-heads and tails.
He will show you his teeth that rotted too soon.
can swallow the moon that can haul up the sails.
And he to the cook with his arms open wide.
Bring me 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 port of Amsterdam you can see dance.
bursting their pants, binding woman to paunch.
They've forgotten the tune that their voice croaks.
And they're aplitting the with the roar of their jokes.
And they and they dance and they laugh and they lust.
To the rats it sounds of the burst.
Then it's out into the night their pride in their pants.
With a that they tow underneath the street lamps.

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