Luyện nghe bài hát High & Dry

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

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

Her sails like bubbles
While ya sip daily doubles
If she wasn't so of the weather
She might give the deckhands

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

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

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

And now, the of the harbor
Don't include a barber
If it wasn't for John Silver
All of us would've been martyrs

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

I hope you find your way back before you die