Luyện nghe bài hát Jack Tarr the Sailor

When first I to Liverpool
I went upon the
Me money at last I it
got drunk as drunk could be

And when my was all gone
It was that I wanted more
But a man must be blind to up his mind
To go to sea more

I spent the with Angeline
Too drunk to in bed
Me watch, it was new and my was too
And the morning them she fled

And as I the streets of Bath
The whores they all roar
There goes Jarr the poor sailor
He must go to sea once

As I walking the street
I ran into Rapper
I asked him for to me in
And he looked at me with a

He said, "Last time you was on board me
You job no score, but I'll take advance
And give you the chance
And send you to sea once more"

They me aboard of a whaling ship
for the Arctic Sea
Where the cold winds blow through the and the snow
Jamaica rum would

Alas! I had no luck with my
For I left my money
It was then I wished
That I was there, safe the girls ashore

Come all ye seafaring lads
Who listen to my
And when you come off long trip
Pray that you don't go

Take my advice, no strong drink
Don't go sleeping no whores
But get married lads and all night in
And go to to sea no