Luyện nghe bài hát Amsterdam

In the port of Amsterdam 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 river bank to the old willow tree.
In the port of there's a sailor who dies
Full of beer, full of cries in a down fight.
But in the port of Amsterdam there's a who's born
On a muggy, hot morn by the dawns light.

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

In the of Amsterdam you can see sailors dance.
Haunches their pants, binding woman to paunch.
They've forgotten the tune that their whiskey croaks.
And they're aplitting the night the roar of their jokes.
And they turn and they 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 a sailor who drinks.
And he drinks and he and he drinks once again.
He drinks to the health of the of Amsterdam.
Who have promised their love to a other men.
And they darken bodies 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 splits like I cry for an love.
In the of Amsterdam.
In the of Amsterdam.
In the of Amsterdam.