Luyện nghe bài hát French Perfume

It's of a bold smuggler
From Fortune he did
He the waves from St. Pierre
And never saw the

He filled her up with
Perfume, and rum
He the fog was thick enough
To make run

You can see the sight
On a night
Of his wake in the of the moon
If the wind right
If you don't take
You can smell that perfume

But the Mountie was waiting
As he near Mortier Bay
And when they hit the
It was the light of day

He didn't bring her head
they told him to heave to
He up the engines
And he ran for Room

They said they heard him
the Mounties closing in
His engines murder
And his set in a grin

The seagulls started
Like an banshee choir
He hit the rocks at 50
And the sky lit up with

It's of of a young smuggler
From he did sail
He the waves from St. Pierre
And he never saw the

And when it's cold and
On the rocks Spanish Room
say you hear him laughing
And you smell that French

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