Luyện nghe bài hát High & Dry

With a lady like
She sails the bitter
If it wasn't for sailors
There'd be nothin' but flotsam

why, oh my, is there a better man than I?
You find your way back home before lyin' high and dry
You find your way home before you die

Her sails blow bubbles
ya sip your daily doubles
If she so fond of the weather
She might give the trouble

why, oh my, is there a better man than I?
You find your way back home before you're high and dry
I hope you find way back home before you die

One day as I older
And I I could not hold her
She took on a young skipper
Who run her up on a boulder

why, oh my, is there a better man than I?
You find your way back home before you're lyin' and dry
I hope you find way back home before you die

And now, the pleasures of the
include a lady barber
If it wasn't for long John
All of us pirates would've martyrs

Singin' why, oh my, is there a better man I?
You find your way back before you're lyin' high and dry
I hope you find your way home before you die
and dry

I hope you find way back home before you die