Luyện nghe bài hát The Dutchman

The not the kind of man
To keep his thumb in the dam
holds his dreams in
But that's a secret Margaret knows

Amsterdam is golden in the morning
Margaret brings him
She him
He thinks the tulips bloom the snows

mad as he can be
But only sees that sometimes
Sometimes, she her unborn children
In his

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

The Dutchman still wooden shoes
His cap and his are patched with love
That Margaret in
he thinks he's still in Rotterdam

He watches tug down canals
And out to them
When he he knows the captain
'Til Margaret comes to take him home

Through streets
A tripping though she his arm
Sometimes he that he's alone
And calls her

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

The windmills swirl the air
She his muffler tighter
sit in the kitchen
And the tea whiskey keep away the dew

He sees her for a moment, calls her
She his bed up
Humming some old song
She learned it when the was very new

He hums a or two
hum together in the night
The Dutchman falls
And Margaret blows the out