Luyện nghe bài hát DEAD SEA NAVIGATORS

Their lay in tatters
From to John O'Groats
The Dead Sea
Should've buried at birth

And of course, I loved them
And I miss them, now gone
The Sea navigators
they'd had a son

Even in their
No one them anyway
boozers, 3 a.m. shivers
This one goes out to those not us

the barman and Mickey Green
This one goes out to all the

At the Red and our friends
they are few
Angel, Johnny, Pain, Keith,
This for you
And what's left of nerve
get you through

From Brighton down to
Sea sailors getting tough
But the sea navigators
Were made of stouter

Golden years, years
No one like 'cept for us
ending, all night porters
Thy honor, defending with orders

All the staring at the sun
This one out
To the invisible children, as yet
And our friends, though are few

Overcoat boys with more brains than
This one's for you and all sail in the
Dead Sea navigators, this for you