Luyện nghe bài hát Girl In Port, A

Let fall your soft and skirt
Let fall your shoes, let your shirt
I'm not the sort
to hurt a girl in port

Marie's gone blonde and lost a
She lay on her lawn, and alone
And when the morning sun it
Marie and her lacy clothes

Well, it lit her up, and she walked
The winding of Camden Town
Well, she don't know who she to be
And if I knew I'd Marie

Let fall your soft and swaying
Let fall shoes, let fall your shirt
I'm not the lady-killing
to hurt a girl in port

And tells me she's had fun
Sitting backstage, plus one
Up in her the records spin
Needle in the grooves that worn thin

Well, she lifts her sleeve and she sees a
And she's got a smile on her
And she's got a you can't see
Well, that's just between that name and

And before made her way
Over the sea and far
She's telling me her car
us back from the Crystal Corner bar

I her there, I fell from hell
Cut fresh pieces from myself
And for a second something in me
Said leave today, it's time, Holly, time

Oh, I'm a and lonely sort
Though I'm not sailing for sport
I've to feel out on the sea
These urgent lives against me

I'm just aghast, I'm not
My head with my easy heart
These several out on the sea
Made me empty, and clear
Pour into me

Let fall your and swaying skirt
Let fall your shoes, let your shirt
I'm not the sort
Enough to hurt the in port