Luyện nghe bài hát Girl In Port, A

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

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

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

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

And Cindy 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 on her face
And got a story you can't see
Well, that's just between that name and

And Holly made her way
Over the sea and far
She's me inside her car
Driving us back from the Crystal bar

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

Oh, I'm a weak and lonely
Though I'm not sailing just for
I've to feel out on the sea
These lives press against me

I'm just aghast, I'm not
My tender head with my easy
several years out on the sea
Made me empty, cold and
Pour yourself me

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