Luyện nghe bài hát Amsterdam

In the port of Amsterdam there's a who sings
Of the dreams he brings from 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
Full of beer, of cries in a drunkin' down fight.
But in the port of Amsterdam there's a sailor born
On a muggy, hot morn by the dawns light.

In the port of Amsterdam the sailors all meet
a sailor who eats only fish-heads and tails.
He will show you his teeth have rotted too soon.
That can swallow the 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 too full to try.
So he up and he laughs and he zips up his fly.

In the port of Amsterdam you can see dance.
Haunches bursting 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 dance and they and they lust.
To the rats it of the accordion burst.
Then it's out into the night with their pride in pants.
With a that 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 of the whores of Amsterdam.
Who have their love to a thousand other men.
And they darken their bodies and their long gone
For a few dirty coins. And then when he go on
He his nose in the sky And he wipes it up above
And he splits I cry for an unfaithful love.
In the of Amsterdam.
In the of Amsterdam.
In the of Amsterdam.