Luyện nghe bài hát Fisherman's Song

The fisherman are pennies in the sand beside the sea
And the sunrise hits their oilskin boots, their boats and me
And they seem to know the ocean a man knows a woman
She him wait around for half the morning for the tide to turn

Pull on the ropes, seine fisherman
Never catches more he knows he can sell in a day
in the nets, seine haul fisherman
Day's for work, the time to go dancing

drinking beer and laughing and squinting at the sun
Waiting for the gulls to tell them the fish will come
Their faces brown and weathered from all the they've run
They've learned to wait, they always know the tide will turn

Pull on the ropes, seine fisherman
Never catches more than he knows he can in a day
in the nets, seine haul fisherman
Day's for work, night's the to go dancing

Now way out on the ocean the big hunt for whales
And the Japanese have so many now they hunt for snails
But my fisherman's not greedy he content to live
With the sun and the sand and a net full of fishes when the tide

Pull on the ropes, seine fisherman
Never catches more than he knows he can in a day
Pull in the nets, seine haul
Day's for work, night's the time to go

Oh, yes pull on the ropes, seine fisherman
catches more than he knows he can sell in a day
Oh, and pull in the nets, seine fisherman
Day's for work, the time to go dancing