Luyện nghe bài hát Seven Mile Bridge

You know as a child, he heard tell of the seven mile
That connected on shore
Yes and it was the gateway key his grandpa
Had told him ten or more

The of some sailors curse on the bridge
it opens to let the boats through
But the natives all at grandpas old stories
And swear that it just isn't

Now of them sail across to Miami
From the edge of the water line
With craw fish and snappers to at the market
For money to spend on wine

They always cross through at the seven bridge
Except when the moon out full
They're not they tell you as they are
Repeating old seaman's rule

out for those outlaws and pirates
Lord knows they'll steal you blind
Don't mess around with those and thieves
They're robbers and of time

And there's nothing than an old sailors curse
On the seven bridge where you find
They're stealing the future and making
The past is still somewhere

The mile bridge, the seven mile bridge
And he found a who'd come here from Cuba
She him a son and a dream
They lived in a conch house on stock island

With the seven bridge in between
She'd spent her nights on the walk wondering
If safely pull through the storm
While he spent his on painted up women

And whiskey to keep his blood
Then he'd gamble on crab till he was broke
she sat up waiting all night
Then too guilty to face her and tell her

He'd look for some to fight
At the end of the where the sun always shines
south of the seven mile bridge
She waits at the window for of his sailboat

And not to worried the kids
She sneaks a few drinks from the she hides
From a husband that's to tired to
With feelings of guilt she picks up the

And the remains in the sink
Now she thinks of the men stare at her boldly
They know she's a woman

With fingers that tremble she her body
And her man would come home
Now the years pass so quickly for is a thief
His skin looks like by now

His woman's got fat and all he
But, Lord, lived up to her vow
She looks at her son that's on twenty
He's ready to live his own

She hopes he can a sea worthy woman
A sailor sure needs a wife
Why just like his daddy
She thinks as she
Him weaving those fish all day

Knowing that some time the seven bridge
Will him and lead him astray
He return his woman would learn
Broke like his daddy and

She wrote down some words on an old piece of sail
Nailed it his bunk
Why then, she his sea bag and filled up his trunk
His new wife want it that way

before the old man shook the younger lads hand
These are the he did say