Luyện nghe bài hát Girl In Port, A

Let your soft and swaying skirt
Let your shoes, let fall your shirt
I'm not the sort
Enough to hurt a girl in

gone blonde and lost a stone
She lay on her lawn, spun and
And when the sun it rose
Marie and her lacy clothes

Well, it lit her up, and she walked
The winding streets of Camden
Well, she don't know who she to be
And if I knew I'd Marie

Let your soft and swaying skirt
Let your shoes, let fall your shirt
I'm not the lady-killing
Enough to a girl in port

And Cindy tells me had fun
backstage, someone's plus one
Up in her room the spin
Needle in the grooves that worn thin

Well, she lifts her sleeve and she sees a
And she's got a smile on her
And she's got a you can't see
Well, that's just between that name and

And Holly made her way
the sea and far away
She's telling me her car
Driving us from the Crystal Corner bar

I lost her there, I fell hell
Cut some pieces from myself
And then for a something in me
Said leave today, time, Holly, it's time

Oh, I'm a and lonely sort
Though I'm not sailing just for
I've to feel out on the sea
urgent lives press against me

I'm just aghast, I'm not
My tender head with my easy
These years out on the sea
Made me empty, and clear
yourself into me

Let fall your and swaying skirt
Let fall your shoes, let your shirt
I'm not the lady-killing
to hurt the girl in port