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

When the winds the Eastern quarter,
And there's a taste of salt upon the breeze.
Something your insides
like a upon the tides,
a something washed up on the down by the quays.

Intuition's a girl in love relies on
I should've known he only to be free
I drew my upon the sand
Only a fool ever stand
a man--and his involvement with the sea

And the tide rolls out
You'll your bed is empty 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
Push me over I stand
Take a at me but somewhere I won't scar
Pin my body to the
and slap my to bring me round
you can roll my silly ass out of this 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 and scuttle back to sea.

And when the tide out
You'll find your bed is and he's gone
So if you see me talking to a sailor,
And I blithely stand passing time of day
No, don't you to think
Someone's with your drink
And he's out your handbag in the time it takes to blink
And all the booze you've bought him
He's just up in the sink
Just call the funny farm and me away!

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

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

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

So, if you ever hear me to a sailor
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 your bed is empty and he's--gone!