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 key west his grandpa
Had told him ten times or

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

Now most of them sail to Miami
the edge of the blue water line
With craw and snappers to sell at the market
For money to spend on wine

They cross through at the seven mile bridge
Except when the moon comes out
They're not they tell you as they are
that old seaman's rule

Watch out for outlaws and pirates
Lord knows that steal you blind
Don't mess around with cutthroats and thieves
They're robbers and killers of

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

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

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

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

He'd look for bully to fight
At the end of the where the sun always shines
Just of the seven mile bridge
She waits at the for signs of his sailboat

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

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

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

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

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

Knowing that some the seven mile bridge
Will take him and him astray
He return his woman would learn
Broke like his and drunk

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

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