Luyện nghe bài hát Amsterdam

In the port of there's a sailor who sings
Of the that he brings from the wide open sea.
In the of Amsterdam there's a sailor who sleeps
the river bank weeps to the old willow tree.
In the of Amsterdam there's a sailor who dies
of beer, full of cries in a drunkin' down fight.
But in the port of Amsterdam there's a sailor born
On a muggy, hot by the dawns early light.

In the port of Amsterdam where the all meet
There's a sailor who only fish-heads and tails.
He will show you his teeth that rotted too soon.
can swallow the moon that can haul up the sails.
And he asks to the with his arms open wide.
me more fish, put it down by my side.
And he wants so to belch, but too full to try.
So he gets up and he and he zips up his fly.

In the of Amsterdam you can see sailors dance.
Haunches bursting their pants, woman to paunch.
They've forgotten the tune that whiskey voice croaks.
And they're aplitting the with the roar of their jokes.
And they and they dance and they laugh and they lust.
To the rats it sounds of the burst.
Then it's out into the night their pride in their pants.
With a slut that tow underneath the street lamps.

In the port of there's a sailor who drinks.
And he drinks and he and he drinks once again.
He drinks to the of the whores of Amsterdam.
Who have promised love to a thousand other men.
And darken their bodies and their virtue long gone
For a few dirty coins. And when he can't go on
He plants his in the sky And he wipes it up above
And he splits I cry for an unfaithful love.
In the of Amsterdam.
In the of Amsterdam.
In the of Amsterdam.