Luyện nghe bài hát Dogtown

Up in Massachusetts, there's a little of land
The men who make the maps, yes, they call the Cape Ann
The men who do the fishing, call it Gloucester Sound
But the women left behind, they the place Dogtown

The men go out for whaling, the breakers and the fogs
The women home waiting, they're protected by the dogs
A tough old whaler who had seen three husbands drown
Polled the population and she named the Dogtown

There's all these gray faced in their black widow's gowns
Living in this grave yard town
Yeah, you soon learn many more than one way to drown
That's going to the dogs here in Dogtown

And she speaks, my father was a merchant all in the Boston
When my came and asked him for my hand
But little did I know then that a Gloucester whaler's
Marries, but the sea and the sand

He me up to Dogtown the day I was a bride
We had ten days before he left my side
the first mate of a whaling ship, the keeper of the log
He said, "Farewell, my darling, I'm to leave you with my dog"

And I have seen the splintered timbers of a shattered hulls
Known the of the granite and the screeching of the gulls
I've that crazy widow Cather walk the harbor as she raves
At the rolling whisper of the waves

Sitting by the fireside, the embers die
Is it a sign of when a woman wants to cry?
The dog is closely watching the glints in his eye
No use to go to sleep early, no use to even try

My beats like a woman's, I've got a woman's breast and thighs
But am I to offer them, to the ocean or the skies?
Living this silent dog, all the moments of my life
He has been my only husband, am I a or his wife?

Yes, it's a Dogtown and a fog town
And there's around 'cept the sea pounding granite ground
And this black midnight of a hound

I'm on this craggy cliff, my eyes fixed on the sea
Six months when his ship was due, I'm a widow to be
For liking this half with the lonely and the fog
You need the of the mating of a woman and a dog

And I have seen the splintered timbers of a hundred shattered
Known the silence of the granite and the screeching of the
I've heard that crazy widow Cather the harbor as she raves
At the rolling whisper of the waves

At the endless whisper of the waves
At the endless rolling whisper of the