Luyện nghe bài hát Amsterdam

In the port of Amsterdam there's a who sings
Of the dreams that he brings from the wide sea.
In the of Amsterdam there's a sailor who sleeps
While the river bank to the old willow tree.
In the port of there's a sailor who dies
Full of beer, full of cries in a down fight.
But in the port of Amsterdam there's a sailor who's
On a muggy, hot morn by the 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.
That can swallow the moon that can up the sails.
And he to the cook with his arms open wide.
Bring me fish, put it down by my side.
And he so to belch, but he's too full to try.
So he up and he laughs and he zips up his fly.

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

In the port of Amsterdam there's a who drinks.
And he drinks and he and he drinks once again.
He to the health of the whores of Amsterdam.
Who have promised love to a thousand other men.
And they darken bodies and their virtue long gone
For a few dirty coins. And then when he go on
He his nose in the sky And he wipes it up above
And he like I cry for an unfaithful love.
In the of Amsterdam.
In the of Amsterdam.
In the of Amsterdam.