Luyện nghe bài hát If You Ever See Me Talking To A Sailor

When the winds the Eastern quarter,
And there's a pungent taste of salt the breeze.
troubles your insides
like a upon the tides,
a something washed up on the down by the quays.

Intuition's what a in love relies on
I should've known he only wanted to be
I my line upon the sand
Only a fool would ever
between a man--and his with the sea

And when the rolls out
You'll your bed is empty and he's gone
So if you see me talking to a sailor
Some scurvy no-good of a tar
You knock the out of my hand
Push me where I stand
Take a slug at me but somewhere I won't
Pin my body to the
and my face to bring me round
then you can roll my ass out of this bar.

For a not a man to be trusted
He'll and coo call you his "chickadee"
Oh, but he's had his way
All get is his "good day",
Then he'll blow a kiss and back to sea.

And when the tide out
You'll find bed is empty and he's gone
So if you see me talking to a sailor,
And I blithely stand passing time of day
No, you hesitate to think
Someone's tampered with drink
And he's shaking out your handbag in the time it takes to
And all the booze you've ever him
He's just up in the sink
Just call the farm and carry me away!

For a sailor's not a man to be
He's as tides and hidden reefs
And just to get you up the
quote the Bible in his prayers
And before you he's bound for Tenerife

And the tide rolls out
You'll find your house is empty and gone
And when the tide out
You'll find your is empty and he's gone

And when you become a of a certain age
You'll it's difficult to trust a man
Difficult to gauge, when bills rat who left you
Without a wage thinks there's still
that glamour of the sea
That, I swear to God's lost on me.

So, if you hear me talking to a sailor
Some sea-dog skulking on the quay
Ah, just remind me I've said
Or you can me in the head
And throw my bleeding body in the sea!

You'll your bed is empty and he's--gone!