Luyện nghe bài hát Fisherman Song

The are pitchin' pennies
In the sand the sea
The hits their oilskin boots
And painted boats and me

They seem to know the
Like a man a woman
She him wait around
For half the mornin' for the tide to

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

drinkin' beer and laughin'
And at the sun
for the gulls to tell them
When the fish come

Their faces and weathered
all the nets they've run
They've learned to
They know that the tide will turn

Pull on the ropes, Seine fisherman
Never catches than he knows he can sell in a day
Pull in the nets, Seine haul
Day's for and night's the time to go dancing

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

Way out on the
The big hunt for whales
The have caught so many
That now they for snails

My not greedy
They seem to live
the sun and the sand
And a net full of fishes when the tide

Pull in the ropes, haul fisherman
catches more than he knows he can sell in a day
Pull in the nets, Seine haul
Day's for work and night's the to go dancing

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