Luyện nghe bài hát Girl In Port, A

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

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

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

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

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

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, just between that name and Cindy

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

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

Oh, I'm a weak and sort
I'm not sailing just for sport
I've come to out on the sea
urgent lives press against me

I'm aghast, I'm not apart
My tender head with my easy
several years out on the sea
Made me empty, and clear
yourself into me

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