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

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

what a girl in love relies on
I known he only wanted to be free
I drew my upon the sand
Only a fool would ever
between a man--and his involvement the sea

And when the rolls out
You'll find your bed is empty and gone
So if you ever see me talking to a
Some scurvy mongrel of a tar
You knock the out of my hand
Push me over where I
Take a slug at me but I won't scar
Pin my body to the
and slap my to bring 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 he's had his way
All get is his "good day",
Then he'll blow a kiss and scuttle to sea.

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

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

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

And when you become a of a certain age
You'll find it's to trust a man
Difficult to gauge, when bills rat who left you
a living wage thinks there's still
that tawdry of the sea
That, I swear to God's completely on me.

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

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