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 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 known he only wanted to be free
I my line upon the sand
Only a would ever stand
between a his involvement with the sea

And when the tide out
You'll find your bed is and he's gone
So if you ever see me talking to a
scurvy no-good mongrel of a tar
You knock the drink out of my
me over 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 my silly ass out of this bar.

For a not a man to be trusted
He'll bill and coo you his "chickadee"
Oh, but when 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 ever see me to a sailor,
And I blithely stand passing time of day
No, don't you hesitate to
tampered 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 throwing up in the sink
Just call the funny and carry me away!

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

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

And when you become a woman of a age
You'll find difficult to trust a man
to gauge, when that bills rat who left you
Without a living wage thinks still
that glamour of the sea
That, I swear to God's 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 throw my bleeding body in the sea!

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