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

When the winds the Eastern quarter,
And a pungent taste of salt upon the breeze.
Something troubles your
like a upon the tides,
a washed up on the beach down by the quays.

Intuition's a girl in love relies on
I should've he only wanted to be free
I drew my line upon the
Only a would ever stand
between a his involvement with the sea

And when the tide out
You'll your bed is empty and he's gone
So if you see me talking to a sailor
Some scurvy mongrel of a tar
You the drink out of my hand
Push me where I stand
Take a at me but somewhere I won't scar
Pin my body to the
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
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 rolls out
find your bed is empty and he's gone
So if you ever see me to a sailor,
And I blithely stand passing time of day
No, you hesitate to think
Someone's with your drink
And he's shaking out your handbag in the time it to blink
And all the booze you've ever him
He's throwing up in the sink
call the funny farm and carry me away!

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

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

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

So, if you ever me talking to a sailor
Some mangy skulking on the quay
Ah, just remind me what I've
Or you can me in the head
And then throw my bleeding in the sea!

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