Luyện nghe bài hát Seven Mile Bridge

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

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

Now most of them across to Miami
From the edge of the water line
With craw fish and to sell at the market
For to spend on some wine

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

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

And there's worse than an old sailors curse
On the seven mile bridge you find
They're stealing the and making believe
The is still somewhere behind

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

the seven mile bridge in between
She'd spent her nights on the window walk
If he'd safely pull through the
he spent his money on painted up women

And whiskey to his blood warm
Then he'd gamble on crab races he was broke
While she sat up waiting all
Then felling too guilty to face her and her

look for some bully to fight
At the end of the rainbow where the sun always
Just south of the mile bridge
She at the window for signs of his sailboat

And tries not to the kids
She sneaks a few drinks the bottle she hides
From a husband to tired to think
With feelings of guilt she up the bottle

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

With fingers that tremble she touches her
And wishes her man would home
Now the pass so quickly for time is a thief
His looks like leather by now

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

She hopes he can a sea worthy woman
A sailor sure needs a good
Why he's like his daddy
She as she watches
Him those fish nets all day

Knowing that some time the mile bridge
take him and lead him astray
He might return his woman would
Broke his daddy and drunk

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

Just before the old man shook the lads hand
are the words he did say