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 lady-killing
Enough to hurt a girl in

gone blonde and lost a stone
She lay on her lawn, and alone
And when the sun it rose
Upon Marie and her lacy

Well, it lit her up, and she around
The streets of Camden Town
Well, she know who she wants to be
And if I I'd tell Marie

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

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

Well, she lifts her and she sees a name
And got a smile on her face
And she's got a story you see
Well, that's just between that and Cindy

And before made her way
Over the sea and far
telling me inside her car
Driving us from the Crystal Corner bar

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

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

I'm just aghast, I'm not
My tender head with my easy
These years out on the sea
me empty, cold and clear
Pour into me

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