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

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

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

And the tide 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 over I stand
Take a slug at me but somewhere I scar
Pin my body to the
and my face to bring me round
then you can roll my silly ass out of bar.

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

And when the tide 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 ever bought him
He's just throwing up in the
Just call the funny and carry me away!

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

And the tide rolls out
You'll your house is empty and he's gone
And when the tide out
You'll your 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
that tawdry of the sea
That, I to God's completely lost on me.

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

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