Luyện nghe bài hát The Dutchman

The not the kind of man
To keep his thumb in a dam
That his dreams in
But that's a secret only know

But Amsterdam is golden
In the morning, Margaret brings him
She him
He thinks the tulips bloom beneath the

mad as he can be
But Margaret only sees sometimes
she sees her unborn children in his eyes

Let us go to the of the ocean
Where the walls rise above the
ago, I used to be a young man
Now dear Margaret remembers for me

Now the Dutchman still wears shoes
His cap and coats all patched with the
sewed him
Sometimes he thinks he's still in

As he tugboats down canals
out to them when he thinks
He knows the
'Til Margaret comes to him home again

Through unforgiving
That trip him though he her arm
Sometimes he thinks he's alone and her name

Let us go to the banks of the
Where the walls above the Zuiderzee
Long ago, I to be a young man
Now dear Margaret that for me

Now the whirls the windmills in
She winds his muffler
They sit in the
Tea with whiskey away the dew

He her for a moment
He calls her out, she makes the bed up
Humming some old song
She learned it when the tune was new

He a line or two
They hum together in the
The falls asleep
Then blows the candles out

Let us go to the of the ocean
Where the walls above the Zuiderzee
Long ago, I to be a young man
Now Margaret remembers that for me

Let us go to the banks of the
Where the rise above the Zuiderzee
Long ago, I used to be a man
Now Margaret remembers that for me