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

When the winds from the quarter,
And there's a pungent taste of upon the breeze.
Something your insides
like a scum the tides,
a something up on the beach down by the quays.

Intuition's what a in love relies on
I should've known he only to be free
I drew my upon the sand
Only a would ever stand
between a man--and his involvement the sea

And when the tide out
You'll find your bed is empty and he's
So if you ever see me to a sailor
Some no-good mongrel of a tar
You the drink out of my hand
Push me over where I
Take a at me but somewhere I won't scar
Pin my to the ground
and slap my face to me round
then you can roll my silly ass out of bar.

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

And the tide rolls out
You'll find your bed is and he's gone
So if you see me talking to a sailor,
And I stand there passing time of day
No, don't you to think
tampered with your drink
And he's out your handbag in the time it takes to blink
And all the booze ever bought him
He's throwing up in the sink
Just call the farm and carry me away!

For a not a man to be trusted
He's treacherous as and hidden reefs
And to get you up the stairs
He'll the Bible in his prayers
And before you know bound for Tenerife

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

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

So, if you ever hear me talking to a
Some mangy sea-dog on the quay
Ah, just remind me what said
Or you can shoot me in the
And then my bleeding body in the sea!

find your bed is empty and he's--gone!