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

When the winds from the quarter,
And a pungent taste of salt upon the breeze.
Something your insides
like a upon the tides,
a something washed up on the beach 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 stand
a man--and his involvement with the sea

And when the tide out
You'll find your bed is empty and gone
So if you see me talking to a sailor
Some scurvy mongrel of a tar
You knock the out of my hand
me over where I stand
Take a slug at me but somewhere I won't
Pin my to the ground
and slap my face to bring me
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 when had his way
All get is his "good day",
he'll blow a kiss and scuttle back to 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,
And I blithely there passing time of day
No, don't you to think
tampered with your drink
And he's shaking out your handbag in the it takes to blink
And all the you've ever bought him
He's just up in the sink
call the funny farm and carry me away!

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

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

And when you a woman of a certain age
You'll it's difficult to trust a man
Difficult to gauge, when that bills rat who you
Without a living wage there's still
that glamour of the sea
That, I to God's 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 me in the head
And then my bleeding body in the sea!

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